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   It left the cellar
              40 years ago
it carried itself like a pile of dishes
up one flight from the cellar to the kitchen


Another from the kitchen to the bedroom


Another from the bedroom to the attic

Right past both father and mother and
                          neither stopped it.


Father had gone upstairs,
  mother was downstairs.

I was a baby; I don't know where I was.
©2008-2009 ~ofallpieces
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I really have no idea when I wrote this, to be honest. While cleaning out my closet in search of drawings/art I did and never posted, today, it was in a stack of papers I started rifling through.


I decided to upload it immediately. I'm surprised I never did.

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