My home misses....

My home misses,
when I am far away from it. I miss my home when I can't find my comfy bed when I feel tired. I remember my home when I can't find a place to hide my head and have to spend the night under the open sky. I miss home when I don't get the food I want. I miss my home because it gives me all that I need in my life, and there is no such thing as home.

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