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Jul 2016
Home is where the heart is,
surely this is true,
so look around in crevice and corner,
and so you shall see hearts aglow,
the hearts of beings small and precious,
cower away from the cold in the warmth,
from spider to roach to name a couple,
your house a refuge away from the biting cold,
not just for you but for many,
like refugee's they come,
so give them a home for a while,
'till the day the warm sun glows.
When I listen at night i can hear the many creatures running around the roof and walls. While this might sound bad, I think it is nice to know that i give them a warm home.
Mark Donnelly
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Mark Donnelly  Melbourne, VIC, AUS
(Melbourne, VIC, AUS)   
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