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It's not the walls or the name on the mailbox
nor a creaky fourth step which quietly groans
that give a piece of land the name Home
but instead the fingerpaint masterpiece hanging
handprints of love being scattered on the walls
both the quiet and the noisy sounds of family
as memories are made within these cozy walls
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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