Home to House

Home to House

A place which was a hut, but lot of happiness
We ate together,
We drank together.
We could have we times
We could see each other
We could share everything
We were us.

House
A place which has become a palace
We ate differently
We drank without raising a toast
We dont see each other anymore
We dont talk much anymore
We are now just you and me

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