Purple Memories

There’s no place like home, no matter what kind of house it is.

It will still be the warmest place on Earth, regardless of what it is built of. May it be straw house in the middle of North Pole, or a shed of leaves in the desert, it will still be the cuddliest place to curl up to.

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