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Theo Kathleen
Aug 23, 2017 · 1 min read
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A place that I could call my own

To live my life in peace and laughter

Where I could watch the heavens dawn

And hope for blissful ever after.

A place to retreat at will

And unravel my mind’s maze

A heaven should I fall ill

To be encompassed in a gaze.

It is not much this wish of mine,

That I ask of greater powers,

Some small help from the divine

Would comfort me in passing hours,

For each of us must have his place, beneath the sky’s blue dome

A comfy, well lit space that I can call a home.

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