A place called home

Leaving home

The old lady leaves her house and locks the door, walks slowely down the path like so many times before.

It’s a red little cottage on a hill with a lake beside, from her bedroom window she can se the landscape, laying open and wide

In this house she was born for ages ago, it´s the safest place in the world, in her heart called home.


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