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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
The House that Stands on Murdoch Grange

The House that Stands on Murdoch Grange

A Poem by rems
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A portrait of a decaying house, near Old Sounding Sound

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There's nowhere quite as marred by age as the house that stood on Murdoch Grange. The windows hang, the basement's caved, the floors have all been rearranged.

The mice and rats have made their homes beneath the fancy paving stones; And there’s a big old bear that roams betwixt the conifers and cones.

While someone’s broken all the glass, in all the decades that have passed; despite the odds? The house still stands. The Grange, the strangest thing to last.

© 2020 rems


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Added on October 28, 2020
Last Updated on October 28, 2020
Tags: rhythmic, death, Architecture, Nature, Sweden, Sound, House, Old

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rems
rems

Nag's Head, NC



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I like laundromats and post offices. they have a disturbing and unique energy. more..

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