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this poem is about travelling and finding your home. |
| Home I haven't been many places But I always wanted to travel I've seen lots of different faces But my plans always seem to unravel It scares me that people stay in one place their whole lives I plan to fly free like a bird Travelling keeps the soul alive I'm going to see the world But there is one thing I know Something I am sure of There are a hundred places you could go But no place will be home without love. |