A roof above, a simple thing,
But dreams it could have helped take wing.
A haven warm, a place to start,
A roadmap etched within my heart.
A destination, bright and bold,
A story waiting to unfold.
With wings unfurled, I would have flown,
To that sweet address, all my own.
And in that space, so safe and sound,
A joy profound, I would have found.
That cherished moment, held so tight,
Bathed in love's pure, gentle light.
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