A Place to Call it's Own

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Lost like a child that has no mother
Separated by the loss of identity
Wandering this very earth

No place to call its own

Casted out by the very houses it dwells in
No love,
No sense of belonging
Dreaming of a place
A place with no hate

A place to call its own

Now,
As it weakens and wears
It finds a place
One of which has an open mind
And heart.

A place to call its own





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