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| Closet cupboard lover |
There’s a cupboard in the cellar
In the murky musty gloom
Where unsavoury dust has settled
In the misplaced futile room
This tunnel to neglected voids
Now sealed forever out of sight
Has a lonely twice trod footprint
Where dejection stayed one night
For here the memories disappeared
No longer speaking to the bones
In this cupboard where the skeleton
Hangs out among the undertones
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