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It Feels Like Home

What makes a home a home? Is it because you are there? Or someone there? No A home is a home when you can hang your hat down and not afraid you will mess it up A home is a home when you can walk around in your underwear and not be afraid you'll be losing it Losing what? Lol Who knows? Your self control, inhibition, whatever... A home is a home where you can express your feelings and not be afraid that you will be judged as too sentimental, detrimental, temperamental judgemental Lol You are never that, are you? A home is where you hang yourself to sleep on the couch and do whatever where you are perfectly fine in your own world come whatever what may You don't stir up for nothing Yeah I hope you can be like that Anywhere you go Because a home is not a home if it's not in you Welcome home, baby I know I am :)

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