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A House upon the Height · Ririro.com - Poetry

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Speaker 1: House upon the height. A house upon the height. That
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Speaker 1: wagon never reached. No dead were ever carried down. No
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Speaker 1: peddler's cart approached. Whose chimney never smoked. Whose windows, night
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Speaker 1: and morn, caught sunrise first and sunset last. Then held
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Speaker 1: an empty pane. Whose fate conjecture knew. No other neighbor did.
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Speaker 1: And what it was, we never lisped. Because he never told.