Welcome home...
Walking into the smokey room nervous,What memories the items all carry lie within.
Where has the time gone though all sit patient awaiting my return?
Welcome home my love they all cry...!
Alone they have stood still upon my return,
Without them I have nothing left to give..
Within lie my hopes, my affection my worldly goods.
Inside the dark musty room sits my deepest hopes and darkest dreams.
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