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Home..
I packed my bags
looked once again
the memories came flooding
from the first night stay
this cubicle room had become my space.. but it never felt home to me...home is where my room is.. my favorite tea cup is , my puppies are , my comfy bed is....
I was happy that am finally going home and now
I can finally be in my cocoon
I rang the door bell
the first thing I heard was the scattering of a crystal bowl and
a loud yelling voice
suddenly I realized why I had left home....
© sherin