Light falls
easily
through the ever open
windows. Glass panes,
left vulnerable with anticipation,
allow
rays of sunlight to pierce
the inner workings of a shell,
an abandoned hollowness. The
light lands lightly
upon broken floor boards
and unpainted, dirty walls,
illuminating the secret
of a forsaken stronghold.
Why would any person leave a space like this?
A place once painstakingly fortified?
Who do we expect to rebuild us?
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