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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