I bravely travel quite alone at night,
'Neath my warm sheets by out-of-body flight;
'Tis but my restless soul, never sleeping,
Exploring places that I've been keeping
Recorded in magnificent glory,
Locked in my heart--a vivid memory
Untouched by Time:- Our manse, a 2-story...
Did not Grandma's demesne stand over there?
Evanescent..! Not e'en an empty chair....
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