Dream house

If I am but a journey, travel my roads knowing my care and comfort. Knowledge and joy hard fought and won.

But if I am more, then know that I have many rooms and halls to traverse. However, you will never be lost for you are home.

Welcome always in arms made for you. A love of songs and silences waiting to be filled. Or left empty, to become a place for us both.

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