three years flew so fast.
i have lived 3 years under that roof.
that is my home.
that is where i belong.
three years flew so fast.
the place i called home has seen so much.
so much of me.
of me in times of happiness.
and otherwise.
three years flew so fast.
the so many dishes i had enjoyed cooking in that little kitchen i designed my own.
the swing only i had, i have it on the balcony.
every little touch i had for the place i called home, were touches of love.
love for the place i call home.
three years flew so fast.
thank you God for the home i have the last three years.
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