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Just a House

It was home when you were here.
Your smile brightened my dark loneliness.
Your laughter melted my frozen heart.
Your gentle touch healed my hurt.
You gave me hope.
But hope fled.
You were taken too soon.
My tears washed away the home.
Now it’s just a house.

Just a House

It was home when you were here.
Your smile brightened my dark loneliness.
Your laughter melted my frozen heart.
Your gentle touch healed my hurt.
You gave me hope.
But hope fled.
You were taken too soon.
My tears washed away the home.
Now it’s just a house.

Fara Nizamani, 48

Bellevue

 
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