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<title>an old bunk house built for two - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>an old bunk house built for two</b></p>
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<p>published: 4-6-2016</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>your love is a rain-soaked roof<br />
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sheltered and framed by the trees of the<br />
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forest you draw close to hide<br />
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the throned cabin you rest upon</p>
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<p>you’ve been vacant of human attention for years<br />
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and it’s beginning to show<br />
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vines laces with emerald, envy creeping up your throat<br />
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choking the life and love within</p>
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<p>your mouth opens, inviting inside<br />
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the animals seeking the bare minimum<br />
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but the mold has settled in your bones<br />
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and drives out all prospects of finding shelter</p>
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<p>eventually your mind will rot to the point<br />
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where not even the gentle touch of the sun’s hands<br />
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outstretched in good grace<br />
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can restore the corpse of a heart that once glowed</p>
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