For all my life
All I thought
I knew my home
With my eyes so closed
Yet I didn't know
How many stairs pushed me up
To my perfection
As to how many stairs pulled me down
To their imperfection
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my home
For all my life
All I thought
I knew my home
With my eyes so closed
Yet I didn't know
How many stairs pushed me up
To my perfection
As to how many stairs pulled me down
To their imperfection
