Gate once opened- me
There stairs- once carried through
Stairways room sweet memories dwell
Now spiders formed kingdom with webs
Dusts found residence on
And withered foliage rest- rain residues
In abode youth
Mirror gave glance hangs still
Along portrait enclosed in wall
Of bitter, sweet memories mine
When sofa where first had grasp
To piano that gave your heart mine
Curtains swing still without breeze
And empty bottles liquor be
In house our acquaintance
From louvers see tree whose seeds hand gave earth
What huge one comes be
To remind of every of you
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