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"Gone."-poem., Gigi Patraucean, Google+ photo., Missing a friend., Poetry by Mary E. Coleridge., There is no one like you.
GONE
About the little chambers of my heart
Friends have been coming-going- many a year.
The doors stand open there.
Some, lightly stepping, enter; some depart.
Freely they come and freely go, at will.
The walls give back their laughter, all day long.
They fill the house with song.
One door alone is shut, one chamber still.
MARY E. COLERIDGE
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