the language of keys

in the lock,


an abrupt shutting

signaling the adult force


he opens a cabinet,

the refrigerator

mumbles a few words


shuts the cellar door

then moves with

a slow steady gait,

heavy and sure


hands sliding over the

walls by habit


his shadow on the

hallway floor

appears before the




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