How do you know when your really home? Is it by the smell of your mom, or your dog with it’s bone? Did you see your brother on the stairs or your sister brushing her hair? Did you eat the same food? Or is it something more? Something deep inside? Maybe it’s osmething you just can’t hide.

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It’s about what home is.