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Edmund W.
Mar 81 min read

I want to go home. 


Home — where I lay in my firm fluffy bed

With a pillow beneath my head

And you within my arms. 


Home — with blankets thick to hide

From the snowy storm outside

And we’re safe from all harms. 


Home — where my breath slows at your touch

And I never think too much

About my false alarms. 


I want to go home. 


Home — where I take my fears in stride

Because you are by my side

The demons to help fight. 


Home — where I can catch my rest

With your hand upon my chest

And it just feels right. 


Home — the faint smell of coffee brewing 

As my fears all fall to ruin,

Even my parasite. 


I want to go home.

 
 
 

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