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If these walls could speak,

The stories they would tell,

Friendships come and gone,

Lovers just as well.

So much of myself reflected

Over a decade of thoughts laid bare

It’s hard to imagine when I wake up on Sunday

This world will not be there.

I know I’m on to important things

Actively choosing the path I walk

But I think I’ll always be humming the tune

Of these walls that could talk