After days on the road,
hostel beds, restless nights,
I sink into my own sheets,
soft and familiar, holding me tight.
No more strangers' whispers,
no more creaky bunks,
just the quiet hum of home,
in my room, my sanctuary.
I breathe in the scent of comfort,
let my body unwind,
finally at ease, I find peace
in the embrace of my own bed.
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