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Homeward bound.

Homeward bound

Home is that shade under the banyan tree.
Home is ripples in the water of the pacific.
Home is between snorkelling and para-sailing.
Home is the midnight silence or the morning cheer.
Home isn’t a place where you set your feet, it’s the place that’s engraved in your mind even after your footsteps fade away.
Home is not a place, it’s a sense of being.

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