In the dark room I found a candle.
It was lit by someone years ago.
There were hornets on the windowsill, and then there was me.
In the dark room I found a journal.
It was written in thirty years ago.
There were antlers on the windowsill, and then there was me.
And beyond there was a garden.
Pull the curtains back, there’s more darkness.
Something’s creaking at the end of the hall...
In the dark room I found an envelope
It was meant to be sent to someone years ago.
There were spiderwebs (etc.) on the windowsill and then there was me.
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