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the grain
The Floor
in the wood
is a story,
a song
our toes play

our memories
flow down
through our
footprints
and remain

our hope
is every
heart-shaped knot


our pain
every stain
from spilled drinks

the rhythm
in our walks
is the heartbeat
of our home
and it
holds more
than what we keep

By / SubstituteSadist

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