wow, so impressive poem of building and destroying...the memory is like a long road..as in this great photo, so it can`t be easily destroyed, but forgotten?
Its' a good picture though but, so is your poem short and sweet with a little a gloom but,. great descriptions.I likes the ending in a since for the guy but, like in thought as if in thought someone could penetrate your walls.
Sentimental value makes us hold onto things that other wise may have no value. Memories are wonderful especailly when they sneak up on you and you remember something long forgotten. To anyone on the outside the place may be of no value but to one who had experiences there the place is priceless. Wonderful write.
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