i built a roofless house
where i can lay see stars
start connecting those dots
in my mind i can find where
i know you could be hiding at
there beautiful young light
and when it start to rain
i don't mind; it will end
water on floor surely drain
i didn't say; no window pane
blocks with holes to look at
same with door; open heart
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