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White Walls
I’m from a room closed in by empty white walls, a room
never occupied by anyone besides me, a room
where I started new.
I’m from a room with a mirror above a light wood dresser, a room
scattered with unfinished board games across the light gray carpet, a room
where I read books far past my bedtime.
I’m from a room where One Direction posters used to cover the walls, a room
where I hid my candy from my pestering brothers, a room
I spent my afternoons frustrated with homework.
I’m from a room with my computer laying atop a glass desk, a room
where I talked with friends into the AM, a room
where I could never seem to fall asleep.
I’m from a room where my pictures are neatly taped onto the walls, a room
illuminated by my computer’s screen, a room
where I edit my ideas into realities.
I’m from a room closed in by empty white walls, a room
never to be occupied by me again, a room
where I left to start new.
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