That is unpredictable.
Sometimes,
We live upstairs,
With a thick, locked door
And a lockpit set
Hidden in the walls.
Other times,
There is an abandoned
Hospital appended to the living room,
Forbidden to us.
It always comes down to
Exploring when we don't want to;
Lighting a fire
On an old sofa,
Striking out when that fire has died
And the sun has set.
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