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Home is not a house, it seems Nor any town I know
Home is where my spirit leans When things are touch and go
Home is where my head rests Whenever we embrace
Home is where I find myself Each time I see your face
Home is where the horses dance In play on yonder hill
Home is where I join them When you say you love me still
Home is where my heart is So it's never very far
Home is not a single place Home is where *you* are
-- Michael K. Merritt


