Where I Dwell

My abode being of a certain age

In a dream I came upon a plan

To rebuild my residence

Remodel some parts

Set up new walls

Open out others

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I don’t quite like that guy.
That fellow standing in front of me.
Looking back at me. Looking just like me.

He stands tall, his heart is fair,
But I don’t like some of what I see.
His form’s not perfect.
It’s tarnished in places.

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