How important is a house? I have never knew that, ever since I was born I was in a rented house, a place where you cant do anything except breath. I want a house where I can say it's mine, a house fill with laughter without any thought of what will the landlord says next morning, a place where I can come back to have a sense if belonging, the sense which I don't have anywhere from last 30 years. People finds me funny but I am not, I am hurt in every possible way. The hole is my heart is so big that I can build a mansion on it but a house without a heart is a house, a house with door and window but without love and love.
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