Yet here we find you,
read your thoughts
and by your words bind you.
Found?
yes perhaps,
even though it be on the ground.
Pick yourself up,
give them all the grin
while dusting yourself off.
Lost to some,maybe,
found by others,
seen,felt,heard,by me...
A warm welcome may soon go cold.
Yet,a broken house
might still get sold.
(63 Words)
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