This house holds no secrets
Its tattle-tale bones
Rattle
A visage of truth
Nimble webbed echo's
Stair steps spiral
Ascent or descent
Access rooms
Each a memory
Unto themselves
Covered in dust
Engraved
Etched in stone
Over years of lore
Ah the rumors groan
The roof-indelible
Editor's pen blue
Is attached to a
Foundation
With a century's entire
Legacy's view
Theodora (Theo) Onken
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