Her House

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Her House

They never mattered to her,
Nothing did.

Only the eventual possibility,
In the recesses of her words,
In the brightness of her memories

We reciprocated,
We didn’t bother either.

Left to wither,
Masked behind objectification,
We pulled the gauntlet over the prey.

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