you are my home
no matter how far i wander
wherever i plant myself
my roots are deep in your soul
i will run to you
my safe haven
a shed in an empty street
on a stormy night
my lighthouse
my true north
i am brave because
you're holding me up
i am free because
you made me wings
so that i could fly to faraway galaxies
and back home
to you
ESTÁS LEYENDO
DENOUEMENT. original poetry
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