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Little Girl~
Our house looks so empty
when we come
home at night. It cries
darkness and coldness in silence.
It does not breathe.
Mother~
But it is covered in holiday lights
and
bright warm colors carol
joyous song into
its empty insides.
Little Girl~
Does the house see these lights
from the inside out? Can it hear
bells
here in the cold winter night?
Mother~
Oh yes.
Look through the curtains.
See the inside house peeks out
while you're outside peeking in.
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