Rooms
Why do they call it,A living room?
Walking into one,
That's not breathing.
Surely cannot be alive,
To me a room is dead.
Until you walk into it,
Then suddenly it comes alive.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2023-09-17 at 23:30
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