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oh how i long for a place of my own

a home

a hearth

a welcome mat

with maybe a dog

or maybe a cat

where each little accent

lends a personal touch

where all my things

can find their own niche

my bookshelves and books

my nicknacks

my photos

my paintings and things

untempered and uncrowded 

by others belongings

the dishes in the sink 

would only be mine

the messes would always get cleaned

just calm and beauty

and piece of mind

i would surround myself

with flowers and candles

and all good things

oh how i long for a place of my own

which one day i can share

with a man of my choosing

a dog or a cat

and a child or two

if we dare

where each little accent

lends a personal touch

where all our things

can find their own niche

our bookshelves and books

my nicknacks, his too

family photos

children's paintings and toys

cluttered and crowded 

by mixed up belongings

the dishes in the sink 

would sometimes o'erflow

the messes would sometimes get cleaned

just chaos and beauty

and bewildered excitement

i would surround myself

with people and love

and all good things