A home is where I
run to, after a roam
Under blue skies or
starry ones
Made of majesty, as
found in Rome
I become there, as
calm as the white swans
A home made of love
Where are heard
songs of comfort
Found over the
bridge of pain and above
I find in it my own
strong fort
A home ecologically
clean
Showing no harm to
Earth
Bearing no grudge to
the mean
Living is simply a
matter of pure breath!
My dreamhome, one in
a million, without any fear
Shall I build, along
with my chosen peer!
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