The shell I don't venture
once a place of beauty and grace
stands vacant
arguably out of place
I remember your beautiful interior
but that was the impressionable me
from way back in yesteryear
is entry into you something we should really fear?
Will you cave once we venture in?
How long must we take you in from a distance?
a distance unlike our memories
*60 words*
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