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Myhouse

brickandburning
crumblingthefartherawayIgrowfromit
tiredandweakfromfifteenyearsofraisingme
itsfoundationispaper
coveredinfingerpaintandhandprints
thewallsaremadeofargumentsandlaughter
thesameofwhichmakesupthewind

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