For Sale

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Written by the50yearoldpoet

For sale sign
is on my home.
The house
that I never owned.
The place
where I was born
and now
from where I am torn.
Time to
move on,
I am told.
That is not easy
when you are old.
Memories are now
all that remain.
Each one
now etched with pain.

house surrounded with trees on grayscale photography
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