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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 There’s a room in my house<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       No one can see<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       It’s all closed off<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       Full of memories<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 of you<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       There’s a door to that room<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       No entrance is allowed<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       You went away and left me<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Without a key<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Won’t you come back and open it for me<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       Closed for renovations<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       Cobwebs and dust running free<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       Ain’t no grand re-opening<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       Planned just yet<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 you see<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       Everybody’s watching<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       Wondering what they can do<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       It’s just a part of my brain<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Been disconnected by you<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 yea you<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 you make me cry the whole night through <\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       a roomful a roomful<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       a roomful of memories<\/p>\n\n\n\n

       a roomful a roomful<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 a roomful of memories<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Poem by: Jay Arthur<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"\"<\/a>
Opening Door<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Picture by: Sylvia Arthur<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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