this house weighs heavy

like generations

its creaks making moans

telling old stories

·

spirits whisper in corners

dressed in cobwebs

their dusty shapes swirling

shifty shadows dance

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bury me not – let me live

above these foundations

but when I die: take me in

deep to these catacombs

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while my energy dances

let it be wild and free

but when my life passes

let me rest forever beneath