a poem I wrote about coming home

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I seem to have a superfluous supply of creative juices lately. Most times I can't even come up with a good one-liner. This is about coming home, getting some rest, finding things that truly matter, and letting the good things come when they may. Feel free to comment constructively. I hope you enjoy reading it. Home come home and find yourself there at the end of every cloud-cast day when all the world has shut its doors on you go home be tired of searching for the one there's more to life than getting hurt your soul is in your heart, complete go home happiness, when sought, flees love, when forced, leaves goals, when kept, are reached time, when lived, is saved anywhere, when true, is home.