Empty
Light beams into an empty house
Dust collects and feathers flutter
The snuffles of the little mouse
The silence from the leftover laughter
Once had happy memories
Held families together
Now there is only misery
And nothing left to discover
Not in the walls nor air
Shall the secrets reappear
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