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Look the house thou hast polluted and art doomed to abide!
Walls of thorns…
Doors of steal…
Floors of turbid fragmentary deposit…
Sediment forming, thousands of years layer upon layer
Cannot quantify repudiation by thee.

Polar ice caps melt.
Storms subside.
Rain dries.
Even Mother Nature compares not to the
Scabrous cold air of thee!

What a house!
A roof of wind crowns the abandoned home thou owns.
A foundation weaker than a crooked spine,
Construction material cheaper than pawns!
Freezing subzero temperatures too low to measure leaves an alleged trespasser 
agape!
Inevitably pondering how or if this house can ever be thawed!
What contains the stubborn mule? Obstinately invading terrain 
devoid of warmth and strewn with bitterness?
Aberration? 
Logical explanation…Why else would one bond with betrayal!
Oh, what a loathsome, repulsive concept!
A perverse character seethes the core of destruction's dawning!
Yet, a question lingers…
How has the fruit spoiled?
Madness is an effect…it's cause ages unknown…but why? 
The answer lies shrouded…forever embedded by it's own volition!
Anon…a mystery plentiful of juices sourly left unsolved.
As a child's innocence remains prey to wrath…
The alleged waits upon the word of thee…
While a flickering flame serves as hearth…
And silence is but final!

C 1/00 Ameilia Terry All Rts. Rsvd.

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