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Hanging on to life by a tread
Desolate and Lonely
Long ago it had lost its fresh coat of paint,
Its newly mown lawn,
Its shutters had become stuck tight or hung by a lone hinge
broken windows matched its broken soul
It had lost its family, its love.





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