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A House and A Home
A home, where love was whelming
Unconditionly forgiving
It took care of everything
And was always welcoming
A house, that has been through the wars
Blood on the floors, walls covered in sores
Curtains torn, bolted down doors
An Unsteady fondation was born
A house, where certainty did not lie
THere was joy that went a awry
Confused tears were cried
The charm had died inside
A house, that began to rebuild
Where Passion and faith were once killed
The focus of hope was filled
Needed boundries were instilled
A home, where three is more than four
Slowly sweeping the blood stained floors
Hope is healing the walls open sores
Cracking open the reluctant doors
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