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The House

Late at night
The voices stir
Retelling tales of long ago

Words reverberate
Off the walls
And carry on down the hall

With the sweet release
Of long held in secrets
They become unburdened

They guffaw at their blunders
Their mistakes made in love
Their missteps, their slip ups

This tiny house may not look like much
But it’s where souls are being freed