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"Echoes of an Old House"
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Lost in time,
weaved with memories,
It was but an old House
worn by the breeze.
Silent walls held secrets deep,
Of laughter and tears, where shadows sleep.
Echoes of voices, soft and clear,
Whispered tales of yesteryears.
Through faded doors and creaking floors,
Resided the ghosts of forgotten roars.
Windows framed sunsets, skies once bright,
Now dimmed with the passage of endless night.
Yet in its heart, a flame still glows,
Of love that once warmed, and hope that grows.
In the dusty corners, dreams lie still,
Framed by memories, time cannot kill.
Though the house stands weary and old,
Its spirit remains, in stories untold.
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