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Warmth

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
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#home#fire#cuddle#warm#warmth#reading#house#heat#cozy#huddle
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