Home, the true meaning of home, like after a bad dream, know where I’m at is safe.
Found the view with my open eyes, just like how I dreamed… way before I even know bad dreams.
The discovery brings realization, I was always home.
Found out something familiar that brings back my memories, realize I was always same me.
The realization brings discovery, I know who I am, and I know where I want to go for my next adventure.
I was never lost, even when I feel lost at some point of my life, I was never lost.
I’m home.
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