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Dec 2012
When the door was open
and people walking by could step inside
to find what's left,
they would never let it lie.
They took it if it wasn't broken.

But when the door was shut and locked
they simply passed it by.
They'd cast a glance,
but never bat an eye,
and no one ever knocked.
William Fischer
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   Jasmine Martin
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