that feel like home that aren't
home.
it could be a lake,
a path
in the woods.
a seat at a bar.
it could be nothing but a
song
in your head,
a piece of art.
the smell of hot stew
on a cold
day.
your feet in the sand
as a sun sets.
it could be a smile
from a stranger,
it could be so many things
that you pay
little mind too,
but to you they feel like home.
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