Brick by brick, a dream is laid, In quiet corners, hopes are made. Within these walls, stories will grow, A haven built where love will flow
A rented space, a temporary stay, Where moments bloom, then drift away. The walls are borrowed, the roof not mine, Yet within, life’s joys still intertwine.
Goodbye to halls where laughter played, To moments lived, the bed I made. I sell this house, but not the past, For memories here will always last.
In a flat that touches the sky, A small world where dreams fly high. Each window a view, each room a tale, Of lives that breathe behind the veil.
Under the roof of gleaming lights, A mall hums with city sights. A world within, where footsteps roam, Each turn a chance to call it home
Around the clock, the lights stay bright, A city’s pulse through day and night. In every hour, there’s always a door, A 24/7, forever more.
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