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there

there is a house that

i keep beginning to dream about and

i don't want to go inside

 

there is a neighborhood full of houses

too close to the street

they're all empty and open

they have lakes and oceans in their

backyards

and green carpets line hallways white with ice

 

and there's that one house

i won't drift near it

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alex-waddell
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Dec 1, 2010
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