There are times when my soul forgets how to shake./
I am a house.
There is life within me.
My floor creaks,
and the walls are thin.
My doors squeak,
and the lights are dim.
But there is life within me./
I am the moon.
I am a flower.
I am the earth.
I wax, I wane.
I bloom.
I need rebirth./
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