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Mar 2013
It's kind of like an old home.
A sort of,
Fixer-upper.

There are cracks on the walls,
And dents in the doors,
The windows are smashed,
And the stairs creak,
A rotted roof,
And some mossy bricks,
Cobwebbed corners,
And overgrown weeds.

But just like an old house,
It's the best that there is.
A little bit of love,
And a lot of work,
Can make this old house,
Into the love of your life.
Alexia Vlasak
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