Homecoming
Home.
Where the heart finds its nest,
And each step carries the weary wanderer
Back to the embrace of familiar walls.
A haven woven with the threads of shared stories,
And a melody of memories in the making.
What might have once tasted like soured honey,
Now envelops you with the sweetest tang of homecoming.
Where the heart finds its nest,
And each step carries the weary wanderer
Back to the embrace of familiar walls.
A haven woven with the threads of shared stories,
And a melody of memories in the making.
What might have once tasted like soured honey,
Now envelops you with the sweetest tang of homecoming.
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