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Across the water a house I’ve seen. It’s stature consists of modest means. Simple and weathered with limited space. Its view would leave a permanent grin on your face. With a river at its doorstep and neighbours for trees. Looks like a cure for suburban disease. Surrounded by colours of yellow and green. It’s the richest abode that I’ve ever seen... ©
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Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 4:05 PM UTC
Modest Living
Across the water a house I’ve seen. It’s stature consists of modest means. Simple and weathered with limited space. Its view would leave a permanent grin on your face. With a river at its doorstep and neighbours for trees. Looks like a cure for suburban disease. Surrounded by colours of yellow and green. It’s the richest abode that I’ve ever seen... ©
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Sep 7, 2019
Sep 7, 2019 at 4:05 PM UTC
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