I come from a broken home my parents split up when i was nine



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I hate leaving home



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Having somewhere to go is a home



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It’s a match made in heaven the cool calm seriousness of grey



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A house is built with boards and beams



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A house is made of bricks & beams



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Allow yourself the patience to know it will all come together in time



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Home where you treat your friends like family



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We will open the book its page are blank



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In this house we are real we make mistakes we say I’m sorry



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