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Apr 2014
This little house
We looked at it today
Three levels with a garage
A light blue with shingles on the roof
Shutters that were neat and tidy
Inside Dark wood floors and cabinets
Windows everywhere, large and small

We bought this little house
It is now our home
I love our room, dark everything with a large bed
But the best part is the widows...
Large it faces the sun, into the forest
A symbol of greater things to come

This little house
Is our home
Sanctuary
Our begging
K603
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K603  USA
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