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Confronted with uni work to do
I’d rather listen to music, be with you
Or sing out my soul to all the fools
Also I had this picture in my head
I need to share with you ahead
The feeling of home you have
As a young child, some warm memory
Like watching movies all day, mommy
Bringing you tea and cookies, seeing sun
Outside birds and the dog next to me
Something like that. But when growing up
It got lost. This feeling of security home
A place to be free and loved for real me
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