"POEM" about home
Some homes can burn down but they can always come around.
I know it’s sad but when u get used to it is not that bad.
Just be brave and it will be ok. At least you're loved and I'm above.
My home always feels homey and cozy,
And in the olden days there where none.
Remind me!
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