Above all homes
And condos And 5 star hotels And the ditches And the house on the prairie There is only One place I’d like to live in: Myself. The snail, The turtle, The clam They know that prison is only in the mind And so is home So is home I wear my home on my back And in my heart The mind stores my prison One doesn't know home Until they leave it.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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