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Somewhere in the attic
Somewhere in the attic Stairway has rotted Lights don't work I hunt for rarity A phrase or even a word Comments gone stray Dark and dusty words Ignored and discarded Singular light beam Cast across the floor On the wall a balloon Of days gone past Faded color shrunken Lack of much needed air Old placards and pictures too No longer attached The air is ripe with words Like fondue, or deja voo Encrypted in filth Once it held promise And excitement Many memories lay unbound Somewhere in the attic Scrolls and manuscripts Pages and books Yet to be published Somewhere in the attic\of my mind
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