In this Old House
You broke in
Slept and Ate
Took only calm and space
When I came to that House
Of calm and space
I found your wet socks
And well traveled blankets
With wooden floorboards creaking
Talking to that sleepy sun
I put your clothes outside
And took with me that calm and space
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