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Empty House | ||
| When a house is stripped and bare Plaintive echoes fill the air. Is it sadness or perchance Invitation to a dance? Does it miss the folks who left, Feeling now a bit bereft? Maybe it enjoys the peace As the noise and tumult cease. It awaits a family That will be its destiny. Some folks go but others come, Then its walls again will hum. | ||
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