Standing lifeless as can be, no movement can be seen.Once full of life now lifeless, empty and lonely.
My grand beauty is gone, now an empty shell of what once was.
Panes of glass now with cracks and missing, years of dirt deflecting
the light.Boards withered from many seasons of weather, missing allowing the cold
and heat to come through.
My beautiful shinning white paint is now peeling and a faded whitish gray.
I am now neglected, unseen, unwanted longing to be wanted.
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