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908 Island Drive
The windows weren’t sealed quite right.
The curtains would twist and tangle with each other at any blow of September wind.
The floors were uneven and creaked phantom moans.
Sunlight would bleed through the poorly sealed windows,
casting shadows across the uneven floor,
begging for brokenness to be whole.
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