Hold the shell to your ear.
You can hear the sound of the surf
Echo deep within.
Something lived here once.
It moved out
Having outgrown the small dwelling.
It moved on
In search of breathing room.
No one knows where it lives now.
Someone lived here once.
The pencil lines on the bedroom wall
Show the heights of a child
Through the years.
She moved out
Having outgrown the confines of this space.
She moved on
In search of breathing room.
And I hope someone knows
Where she is now.
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