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I made this nest I write in.

I fought for it, clung to it and worked for it.

Behind the door I’m home.

Sanctuary.

I can be me – uncensored.

Here I am safe and loved.

My words unedited, understood.

I fill the space with colors, memories, scents.

Books, clay and paintbrushes –

Plants and sweets.

And love.

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