My house is spacious, large, huge and humongous my house is like my heart
My house is free It is based on not foundation but freedom love and has no walls it distances from logic- logic is wall love is free; free of walls but is bounded by dedication, sacrifice look at Farhad the story of the carver his pick on his head and free from this world swimming in love forever
That’s my house my house
You call me what you want. Crazy maybe
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