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On My Way Home
in the end
what more is a house
than a random collection of bricks
if you cannot call it
your home
what more is a house
than a random collection of bricks
if you cannot call it
your home
Published 1st Jun 2019
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1st Jun 2019 11:46am
1st Jun 2019 12:05pm
Anonymous
- Edited 21st Oct 2019 5:45am
1st Jun 2019 12:22pm
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1st Jun 2019 1:03pm
1st Jun 2019 12:38pm
1st Jun 2019 1:02pm
1st Jun 2019 7:53pm
Indeed. From time to time you have to leave places to get home at last.
Beautifully written poem.
Beautifully written poem.
1st Jun 2019 11:00pm
Thank you so very much. It means a lot, since this poem is very very short, but I am glad it still has a way of reaching people. :)
Cheers to you.
Cheers to you.
1st Jun 2019 9:59pm
Anonymous
1st Jun 2019 10:30pm
I'm not really convinced that "random" is necessary to the whole poem. You can remove it without affecting the outcome.
If you were to say
"than a collection of uniform bricks"
then there would be more of an emphasis on the bricks being nothing special.
If you were to say
"than a collection of uniform bricks"
then there would be more of an emphasis on the bricks being nothing special.
Anonymous
- Edited 9th Apr 2022 5:45am
2nd Jun 2019 00:44am
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