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I walk through the house

that used to be ours

a place called the "House of Memories"

where pictures of me

and pictures of you

still hang on the white walls

when you walked through that doorway

on that cold night

I felt you leave your box of things

at the entryway of my heart

this house of memories

is no longer my home

but a museum of us

and all I used to know

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