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empty house

by @aviator

No one hears me and I've chosen this I am an empty house no ideas no sounds inside the empty house the words echo a cavern bellowing to be let out to be heard there is nothing to hear there are no thoughts in my empty house no heart to break no closets to hide in the windows are boarded and the door is locked but if you thought to knock you would see that in the empty house there is me
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