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Huddle on a sofa, Watching some TV, Reading a book, With a cup of tea; The wind is blowing, The hail is thumping against the windows, Lightning and thunder light up the house, I thank the god that I am indoors; Wood burning, Fire crackling, The smell of oak Is so relaxing; This is what makes my house a home, This is what fills my heart with hope;
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
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Huddle on a sofa, Watching some TV, Reading a book, With a cup of tea; The wind is blowing, The hail is thumping against the windows, Lightning and thunder light up the house, I thank the god that I am indoors; Wood burning, Fire crackling, The smell of oak Is so relaxing; This is what makes my house a home, This is what fills my heart with hope;
daniel-tabone
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
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