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Sep 2020
My home is all i want
I don't want to travel
World's mysteries i don't
want to see or unravel

Give me my tiny couch
and my coffee table
where I banged my knee, ouch
and tripped on my power cable

Where so many glasses
of wine have been filled
A home is where there's many splashes
from when my heart has spilled
Written by
Arek  M/Adelaide
(M/Adelaide)   
30
   Ivana
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