I want a home
Where the specks of grey on the blinds does not concern me.
I want a home
Where the messy sink does not leave its marks on my hands
I want a home
Where the sly cobwebs does not design my corners...
I want a home
Where the muddy floor does not exhaust my tired limbs..
I want a home
Where the soiled laundry does not let me lose sleep
I want a home
Where the fragments of the bygones does not dampen my spirit..
I want a home
where I can curl up
rest my tired soul
and slip into the bliss of lassitude..!
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