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HUSH, HUSH, NEW HOUSE by E. M. SCHORB

First Line: OUR NEW OLD HOUSE CLIMBS A HILL
Last Line: SNAPPED THE SWITCH, AND DARKNESS DISAPPEARED. %WE'RE HOME NOW. WE'VE HAD OUR FIRST FEAR

Poem Sources:

MURDERER'S DAY.
  SCHORB, E. M.
  (1998)
 



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