Going Home

I want to go home–

to a place where my heart is free and no one judges me.

I want to go home–

to somewhere my heart feels right, no place of brick and stone.

I want to go home–

where spirit cries out and only joy answers;

where eyes are kind and words create majesty instead of scorn.

I want to go home–someone take me home.

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