Why is it when I'm inside this stone house I've come to love I can't remember what it looks like from the outside. And when I'm outside I can't remember what it looks like on the inside.
Why is it I keep losing my way. The things in the back room taunting me. The views from the windows don't seem to mesh somehow.
Why is it I keep losing my way. The things in the back room taunting me. The views from the windows don't seem to mesh somehow.
( Joyce Carol Oates )
[ Middle Age: A Romance ]
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