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Debris

The world fell
Late last night

But I can't tell
Left or right

The house
Is empty

The mouse
Nonchalantly

Cleaned all the cupboards
Empty and bare

The sky free of color
But there's no air

I can't breathe
And then I see

The world coming down on me
My world is all debris
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