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The Old House Lament

The rain stains the roofless walls

Rivulets run,in recollection

Timbers twisted,bleed the hart

Mind dwells,upon reflection 

Shattered glass,feeds lament 

Silence felt;The pasts absence

Breathing in these years

In another breath today

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