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Written: October 4th 2023
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An untapped jewel in a secluded nook.
A home down with treasures to brook
It is a phony ossuary, hence the walls droop.
Gazebo-grinning goofs giggle in a group.

Once a majestic home, a sign of affluence
Now a lair of stealth and an oasis of dalliance.
As time passes, its splendor starts to wane.
A breadline was betrayed between chains.

Within the halls of this mansion, dubbed lair,
A lodger once lived; his presence is debonair.
A fortress of ideas, where brains languish
Its oxidation sealed its own anguish.

A misty garden, a sense of impending doom
Where shadows lurk, in the forlorn room.
A tight grip of ridicule was urged to bestow.
For those who sought a haven, a place to glow,

But the home has a scheme—a revamp—in mind.
Rise from an inky abyss to set the past behind. 
A crucible of goals, it yearned to start anew.
Toss its crypt shell, and lair to tame and subdue.

Without the upheaval, the center craved
A beacon of light, a place of refuge, staved.
It would grow from a snug mess of a cabin.
With tittivated requests, it is trashing back in.

With each room restored, every spot is anew.
The home evolved, and its purpose grew.
It is no longer a place of gloom and dread.
Yet it is a blaze-filled delight, as love may spread.

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