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grandpas locked room
room has always been locked on attic stair
creepy thoughts entered when I used to care
older now, I am less psychic, I think
when I walk past, my neck hair does not shrink
missing since the fifties, where did Aunt Dee go?
frankly, it is much easier for me to not know
Putting my thoughts in the ground, willing to hide
unsure of what I might find if I could get inside
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Caren Krutsinger
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