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The floorboards above
Crack like rheumatic bones
Late at night
The house groans
And wind whispers
Through the open windows
The curtains open
The lights out
The darkness presses
Against the window
A streetlight drops
White light on the path
I can see a pale moon
Crawling through the trees
A cat sashays
Beneath the porch opposi...
Wednesday 8th July 2020 11:36 am
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