Two Bedrooms and a Walk-Away Closet
I know we all live
under the same moon.
I know that an identical skeleton
lives in all of our closets.
I know by faith or miracle
we have the same family heirloom.
we pass down from each generation.
Only to stuff it into crevices
we hope nobody else will see.
Forgetting each time to check
behind all the other lonely doors.
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Catchy title. Interesting use of couplets and message.