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Dec 2014
Empty room,
Empty halls & empty walls.
I scream, but they are not redeemed.
The kitchen is bare,
with no smell in the air.
The dining room chairs do not bare
the weight of my family that once sat there.
Why is it so vacant? In this house,
I once called home.
The lights are all on
People are bustling around,
But once was my family,
Is now no where to be found.
Amber
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Amber
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   Kate Irons and Summer Lee
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