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May 2020
One house

Two house

Three house

Plural if it suits

Four house

Five house

Six house

******* seventy two

I had a house

my 72

that I just threw away

I have a house

a tiny house

that I continue to stray


It’s not that I don’t love my house

It’s not that it’s not true

My worry is: is this my house
       or am I making do?


But the more I realize

the more I do

that a house is not a home

and those are only in your head


so grow it on your own.
Written by
Mayara Giorno
212
   Bogdan Dragos
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