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Home is in this house.

The quiet of my love for them.

The dreams of my essence, racing into a fresh new world.

Home, you are my refuge.

Family, you are my home.

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

Yes! Love this

Thanks Jason! I’m glad you like it! 🙂

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