Home isn’t a house
As I walk through the door love fills the air I feel comfort when I’m greeted by my brothers, always there.
I see the table so many dinners, so many chats when I take a good look it always takes me back.
I walk in my room the place where I rest after a long day of doing my best but the next day is soon to come I’m very happy I got my work done.
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