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Home...

the place where I grew up.

You think it would be the place,

where I would belong,

but it's not the place to be.

~

The place to be is miles away.

3,000 to be exact.

It's the place where love flourishes,

where arms are near,

to hold me tight,

and the fountain of kisses,

never ends.

~

It's the only place my heart,

desires to be.

The place to be,

is with you.



~*~ Jill ~*~