Forsaken and barren it still stands,
wrinkled and weather-beaten the builder's hands,
house once full of love and hope
slowly decays upon this land,
that never dies nor fades away like man,
yet this structure so well planned
will gradually sink back into the sand.
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Reviewed by Jessica Stanfield (Reader)
Reviewed on October 3, 2003
Where do you get your inspiration? This is wonderful also. Great job!
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