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New Tenants
The words are on the tip of my tongue
The three dance and twirl
as if right at home
not quite knowing if it's time to leave
but absolute in their decision to exist
The path has been laid out before them
Sparks are flying
and they wish to answer the beckon
that draws them to their new home
Pressure builds and then subsides
the words are ready
to leave behind
that which has been home
for much too long
A vacancy has shown itself
ready for new tenants
and the words like the feel
of the new possibilities
The door has been opened
and they rush forth
like no other
A sign greeting the three on the new door:
"Welcome Home: I, Love, and You"
