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Home is a place where you can breathe,
where you can hear yourself best.
Home is an opening in space and time
where you belong, where you relax.
Home is now. Home is a heartbeat,
a rhythm attuned to you.
Deep in the recesses of life 
home is the place that finds you 
after a long journey. You can’t make 
someplace a home, it’s a feeling
of the heart and a wish
upon a light in a window.
©2019 Joanne Young Elliott

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