strange

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it's strange to think,
a person i have never met,
has been inside my home.
while i was sound asleep,
with no care,
someone walked into my home.
in that moment,
they had control,
of everything.
for i was not awake,
same for my family,
we couldn't have stopped them.
they could've ended me,
long before now,
before i met the people i know today.
they could've done,
whatever they pleased,
yet they didn't.
and perhaps,
that thought,
crossed their mind.
but then again,
the only thing harmed,
was a hundred dollar bill.
maybe harmed,
isn't the right word,
they could've put it to good use.
i have no idea,
what would cause them,
to find their way into my home.
maybe they were desperate,
perhaps they were sick,
i couldn't say.
all i know,
is i am glad,
they only took money.

s.d.

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