Sad and Alone

September 4, 2011
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The walls are down,
The doors are closed,
The curtains are drawn,
The pictures are posed.

The beds are made,
The mice are gone.
Everything is saved,
Yet a light is on.

A light is on,
And nobody's home,
Giving the illusion of a jester,
Who is sad and alone.

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