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Home Is In The Presence Of Beating Hearts

The strong walls I want to be surrounded by

Photo by Inatimi Nathus on Unsplash

Sometimes I surprise myself by how real
My memories make home feel
I left years ago to fulfill my dreams
Saying goodbye to smiling,
Teary-eyed faces
Unaware when I’d be back
I heard my grandma say, “Don’t forget about me.”



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Enjoys writing poetry but also creative fiction and nonfictional pieces! Creativity bleeds through me and that includes art!