erase, blank, empty
vanish, forgotten
only walls will know
what transpires here
dust has come to claim
cleanliness, filament
broken light bulbs
hanging by naked wire
quiet to point of silence
amid flight of lone dove
when faint of light came
from crack glass window
cobwebs were snap to fly
settles totally to calmness
besides my longing heart
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