Poem: Home (haiku)

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1. Very true.

   I dream about my childhood home quite often.

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   1. I think dreams and memories are connected in a mysterious way and childhood homes are very magical, (even small rooms are perceived as expansive because we were relatively smaller) and when there’s no way to return there (our home was sold years ago) the memory imprints deeply. I can’t speak Korean anymore (I was fluent as a toddler) but I can still dream in Korean sometimes. Thanks for your comment, Christopher.

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2. Lovely, Judy. 💖

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   1. Thank you, Sylvester. ❤️

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      1. You’re very welcome;

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3. 😊 So, so, so true. I have to remind myself of this when I drift too far away. Thank you, today, for the reminder ❤️.

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   1. Thank you, Doree ❤️

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4. Home has always been one of my favorite places. It is truly in the heart.

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   1. I agree, home is within what we cherish in our hearts ❤️. Thank you for your comment, Jay.

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