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She lives in walls
 



love lives on when one is gone.
lives in walls, occupied with memories.
dreams of grandma, walking room
everything in its place where it belongs

notes pinned to refrigerator, grandmas writing
recipes she made, in recipe box.
smells still linger, from many years
bedroom walls mirrors grandma at night

walking the rooms,guarding all her grandchildren
the walls talk,we inhale her voice.
dreams, burn in our heart, blossoming for hours
grandma still lives in the walls of this building.



By girlsisy

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