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Second Home

I look back,
along the hallways
that I shall never again walk.

I look back,
upon the faces
that I never again shall see.

I look back,
I see a second home,
a place of nurturing,
a place of growth.

I look back,
through teary eyes,
on the place I call home.

I look back,
and realize what I'm leaving behind.
Worth half my life,
my second home.

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