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57 That Little House at the End of the Road That house with no windows And with just one small door. That house built only for one That claustrophobic little house. That house below the earth With address above the earth. That house in which day is night That sombre little house. That house which the affluent dread The only one they refuse to own But which obstinately stalks them That determined little house. That house with indifferent neighbours Where rare visitors are left unattended That house trampled beneath feet. That horizontal little house 19/10/04 ...

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