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Home Blythe Crowley To you home might be a shelter Just four walls and a roof A rickety bed And a fluffy pillow two *poof* But my home is filled with a decade of memories laughing and smiling Birthday celebrations over the years As we were once little babies To you home might just be a house A pool in the back Laying in the sun The lawn mower in the shack But to me home is a place that i can chill With lots of love And lots of sleep The birds are always chirping above