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I need to go home. I need to go home, and let the world spill out of me, one not-home at a time, until I rest easy in my bunk bed again, and the words won't keep me up at night. I need to go home, I need to get home, and I need to be home, before I can take it with me. Because I'm never home. And I have to stop looking and start putting down roots.