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first love

Remember your first home?

It was so nice having a place to stay

A place of your own

A spot to play, and to lay

It felt like the greatest thing ever

It fared through the weather

Wear and tear would show

But between these four walls

The secrets and memories flow

It's your home, I mean relax and unwind

But what happens when you become too lax with time

The bills seem like they're piling up more

There seems to be few unlocked doors

Until finally, it's the front door

You became too lax at home you forgot to work