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Apr 2016
Deserted here,
The old house.
I wish nothing ever changed.
I look toward my home,
once,
happier people lived here.
I wish it didn't happen so fast.
Why did they tear me away?
I remember their bright smiles,
how dignified they are.
I wish i could smile,
but you were too lovely,
perhaps,
to stay.
Written by
Soph T
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