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Walls
March 23, 2016
I wrote my name on these walls
My room
Is my house, my house
is my world
and my yard?
my yard is my universe
Beyond that white picket fence
is the dark hole where stuff goes to die
I have horror vacui
but instead of vacui it’s
everything
© Robyn R., Middleton, WI
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