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Job Welime

I thought I was lost in my journey alone, 
Then luckily found you and arrived my home, 
A home where I could rest for the rest of my life, 
A home where I could sleep peacefully overnight. 

A home which will not abandon me again, 
A home which could heal all of my pain, 
A home which  soothes me like the falling rain,
A home which feels like no less than a heaven.

  • Author: Job Welime (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2022 10:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: MPS is actually a home for me
  • Category: Love
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  • Vamsi Sudha

    Good one, and ofcourse its my 2nd home too...:)

  • Goldfinch60

    A true home is just that, heaven.

    Andy



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