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Oct 2019
Empty rooms
It’s all packed up
The old house
Cold and emotionless
Sad forlorn
Needs a heart
Sweet sorrow
That we have to part


The new house
In comes life and love
Rooms filled
With stuff
The heart beats
Once again
The home comes alive
Richard Smith
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Richard Smith  47/M
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