It Would be Nice to Have a House
I don't have a house.
I sit there on the street.
Most people skip past me.
They don't help me.
They make fun of me.
They don't spare anything they walk away.
But there are some people that care for me.
They don't stare.
They don't make fun.
They are there for me.
They are my friends and my family.
We can all have a home even if it is not a house.
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