The sun crashes through the doors,
Throwing long shadows,
That, at certain times of day,
Flood the floor with colour.
At others, they just fill the room with light.
Just acquired, my fire house flat,
Will become my own unique backdrop,
To the staging points of my life.
A blank canvas presently,
It will be peopled with my past and present,
To create a harmonious future.

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