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Around the Corner

when someone asks me where is home i say everywhere i say it could be here or may not be near because i have been to so many homes i don't know where home is any more but in the house that my adopted parents live in which to me is around the corner something will always be open for me and that is the door

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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