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The place that I called Home

I used to wonder, and overwhelmed with my situations.
Then as we ride bicycle, I need to moving forward to keep my balance.
My room is my hiding place, yes I can called it Home.
To close the eyes and dream in my highest dream.
To open my eyes and prepare to conquer the world.
and to stay idle just enjoy the silence.

While for a period of time, I need to go to other place.
then come back
But I couldn't find my home.

Where are you home?
I really tired.


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