This old house
With faded papered
walls
And paint flaked and
chipped
Rooms full of drafts
And murky shadowed
light
Smelling of decay and
neglect
And lifelong absence
The house needed
something
No, the house wanted
something
Amidst the cobwebs of
yesterday
And the promise of
tomorrow
The house wanted to be
a home
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