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Deserted MansionEchoes floating through an empty house, sunshine spilling over bare boards. Here is where the grand piano stood. Long muslin dresses swish as the ladies descend the grand staircase. Chrystal chandelier lighting the long, dining table, dinner guests chatting, gathering around the piano! Echoes of music, laughter and song! How lonely sits this old house, once so full of life! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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