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Nobody seemed to notice.
Keep the latch closed
Use the old stick
To keep the cold out
People say a lot of things
Most of which they never meant
I used to say a lot of things
Carefully selected
As to not upset you
I try to keep it shut, these days
But my lock is weak
And old
The cold will somehow win
Use the old stick
To keep the cold out
People say a lot of things
Most of which they never meant
I used to say a lot of things
Carefully selected
As to not upset you
I try to keep it shut, these days
But my lock is weak
And old
The cold will somehow win
Published 7th Sep 2019
Author's Note
Laughter in the other room.
An open window.
The sun sets, the night is long.
An open window.
The sun sets, the night is long.
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