Home: The Heart’s Haven, The Soul’s Resting Place, The Sanctuary We Seek, The Anchor of Our Lives

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In the quiet corners of our hearts,
Where whispered dreams reside,
There lies a place called home,
Where solace and love abide.

It’s not just walls and beams,
But memories etched in time,
A tapestry of laughter and tears,
Where souls in harmony rhyme.

Through life’s relentless storm,
Home stands as our beacon bright,
Guiding us back to warmth,
To the ever-glowing light.

In every wanderer’s quest,
To far-off lands they roam,
The heart forever knows,
There’s no place like home.

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