Tucked around with trees.
Its energy is dark and wet,
the feeling of some ailed pet.
A trap for beauty and ambition.
The house itself has a third eye-
dead and open and magnified.
With the arrangement of certain stones
a bird is caught in the spiders flow.
A house alone can be a comfort
but time and change must touch the culprit
of the one removed from life
fate exacts a heavy price.
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