Saturday, July 3, 2010

This is the place.



You somehow feel familiar.
Like being lost.
Then finding home again.
.



"Where the doors are moaning all day long.
Where the stairs are leaning from dusk 'til dawn
Where the windows are breathing in the light.
Where the rooms are a collection of our lives.
This is a place where I don't feel alone.
This is a place that I call my home."

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