Tell you what your name is
Where you belong
And you cannot turn back
And go to where you belonged
For they will push you too
Between the push and the pull
You have no home
And like a tortoise
You must carry your home
On your back
Only what you can
Take upon yourself
Is yours
So you better carry
Everything within
Which (like hermione´s tiny purse)
expands to fit
Anything you want to carry along
You are your own home
And the only home
That no one can take away
From you
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