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Apr 2015
I hear whispers in the walls
Chuckles behind the curtain
And now the ghouls have made their calls.

A gnawing doubt, cold and certain
That shadows stole away the light
My heart grows cold, a heavy burden.

This house now stands as a blight
A monument to some great fall
Lorded over by this wicked wight.
Calvin Alden
Written by
Calvin Alden  British Columbia, Canada
(British Columbia, Canada)   
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