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The Old Place

June 26, 2008

It began as whispers,

past playing out

next door, never

intruiding, but always

a presence – until

remodeling began,

new doors, windows

replacing walls.

Whispers faded

amidst hammers,

saws, accidents

plaguing workers,

strange sounds

filling nights

with discomfort,

raging against

change.

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