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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363634" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The House</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">For many years, the house <br>stood empty and forlorn. <br>The windows had been boarded <br>preventing the sunlight coming in. <br>No welcoming mat lay by the door; <br>laughter was a thing of the past <br>as spiders spun their webs <br>within the gloomy silence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The house stood empty <br>abandoned by most living things <br>and there were those who said <br>spooky goings on went on <br>after night fell in there. <br>No one could prove it <br>because no one would stay there. <br>Only the fool hardy <br>would ever enter after dark.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The paintwork pealed <br>and the front door creaked <br>if someone dared to open it. <br>They say the house is haunted, <br>but no one knew <br>by what or who. <br>The house began to crumble <br>as each season came to pass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The glory of its birth <br>lay somewhere in the past <br>and now the crumbling walls <br>would never reveal <br>any of the secrets that it knew. <br>Then a fire started <br>by a hand unseen <br>and the house finally died <br>within its own funeral pyre</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>15 March 2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q>
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The windows had been boarded 
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No welcoming mat lay by the door; 
laughter was a thing of the past 
as spiders spun their webs 
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