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Attic MAG

By Anonymous

   I cleaned out my attic today -

The rain, the snow, the pain,

It was driving me insane.



So I cleaned my attic

Emptied it of everything

Because nothing belonged there -



In the first place -



I must have filled two hundred and forty

Bags of nothing but

My attic -



My cold and lonely place -



Where nothing belonged,

A meaningless void.

Now it is gone



Leaving only

Two hundred and forty

Trash bags of my life



To litter the front lawn.





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