The doors of my house
stayed without a close
had been so for many years.
The doors of my house
remains tight in a close
has been so in recent years.
The doors do see a change
that too in a range
opened and closed in status.
The doors wide open
now do not reopen
the opposing forces in tone.
The house once hosted the family
now has the oldies really
that be the difference greatly.
The house rejoiced with life
now stays quiet in a strive
not very much in live.
The change is so prominent
it has become dominant
finds
an uneasiness in the deviant.
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