Where is the home, I would love to stay?
Where is the temple, I would love to pray?
Where is the line, I would love to say?
Where is the tune, I would love to play?
Where is the floor on which I would love to lay?
Where is the food to put on a tray?
Where are the shades other than gray?
Where are the nights that seem like a day?
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