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The door handle has grown cold The windows all webbed up And all the warmth of the home, all gone cause nobody visits anymore The roof all rusty and creaking The front steps mouldy And all the beauty that once was, quickly fading cause its not a home anymore It's just a house where kids outgrew Leaving home never to look back And since they want nothing to do with it Their parents couldn't either cause they've aged That's why they use the back door this days And since no one comes they see no need to tidy up Cause just like their kids, they no longer need much of the space For it was a family home but now it's only an old couple there The house only lights up during Christmas For the kids come visiting only that time When the grandkids have nugged to see grandpa Cause the city life has swept them, the countryside isn't what they call home The PO£T

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Book: Shattered Sighs