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January 8, 2008
By Laura Mahoney, Peabody, MA

The place. Where lone tears are shed.
Somewhere. You go to rest your head.
The place. Some have slowly bled.
Somewhere. Many are pronounced dead.


Home.

The place. Families and friends are bound.
Somewhere. You learn to lift yourself from the ground.
The place. Hope can be found.
Somewhere. that times can turn around.


Home.

The place. Additions to families are lovingly made.
Somewhere. Friendship's debts are hapily paid.
The place. Family's dedication will never fade.
Somewhere. quiet, sleeping newborns are laid-- to rest.


Home.


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