𝑳𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒔𝒌𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒔𝒕

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home; A charm from the sky seems to 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere, welcome to 𝗧𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗿'𝘀 home.