regardless of
breathtaking cliffs of sandstone
the rush of rivers, stars that startle in their beauty in the night sky,
there is no place like home,
no bed like the one in the small room downstairs
where we lay next to each other,
one body warming the other, linked hands
and hearts, a shared meal at a pink dinette,
there is no place like home.
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