knowing.

home is a place
i haven’t found just yet.

it’s not the place i grew up
or the people who raised me.

but it feels like infinity

it’s warmth
and reverence,
for who i really am.

it’s belly laughs
and hugs with both arms.

it’s building a life
on authenticity and truth.

it’s being appreciated for that truth,
not in spite of it.

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