i long for the day
that i will have a place to call
my home
somewhere that does not have horrible history
this home will be my sanctuary
it will not be clouded by hate and disdain
it will be filled with love
with animals
with plants
not only will it be my sanctuary
but one to every animal that enters
hopefully one to another loving person too
but this sanctuary wont be perfect
it will never be
but it will be mine
and i will love it unconditionally
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poetry by an idiot
Poetrytrigger warnings for some stuff in here, these are my thoughts. yes i see a therapist, i am healthy and okay. writing poems is fun and i wanted to share them a little
