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A new-born home for shelters,
with a big tree for shades,
and so many entrances;
and now it was Once, long back.

Family, friends, dear ones,
all gathered, ate, laughs, talks,
hardly a place for tears,
and now its shed is gone, long back.

The Sun bakes its hopes,
The Wind hits its prides,
The Dry roots kill the needs,
The Doors show only misleads.

Still the foundation is strong,
yearns for the Right song,
desire to be a palace it will hold,
hopes within has made it so long.

The heart has many feelings,
to be taken care, no mishaps,
for it has been left alone, many times,
and now it beats for the One.

To change its dark shades,
to replace with True Colours,
Love and Trust , care blossoms,
to make it a strong, shine, pride home.