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A House Of My own

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Not that far away from town, not that far away from friends or family. But, a house all on my own. Not people banging on the ceiling telling others to shut up, Not neighbors complaining all the time about being loud. Just a house big enough for me to be comfortable enough for me to relax and so I won’t have to pick up after other people. Only a house as quiet as a bunny and as clean as a blank piece of paper. A house I call my own.





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