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Sep 2014
When I asked for this dance with life and its chances, 
Fell into my arms a place
Home 
As it had been named
By people I can’t call anything less than my family
Let me just explain
I hope these weeks, actually months, haven’t been too much to handle
For me more like blissful
You have made my stay in Minnesota much more graceful
Instead of painful, as it had been
Living in the city was not so pretty, 
People aren’t friendly and the days were never ending
I could barley stand it, I demanded more for myself
This house, 
A place to call home, 
Your love, and 
Everything that you’ve done
For me
So wonderful these months have become,
I can never Thank you enough for the love you have shown me,
Don’t worry I will lock the door in the morning
Kurt LaVacque
Written by
Kurt LaVacque  Austin
(Austin)   
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