THE OLD SHINE
Yesterday my new friend and I went up the house to clean up
It is in a sorry state, and our feet were black due to the dirt
Curtains caked by many years of dust and neglect
The air damp by closed windows and lifelessness
This morning, we went to buy RM100 worth of cleaning materials
Mop, brooms, soaps, gloves, brush
Sweeping, wiping, moping, dusting
To bring out the old shine
Cobwebs everywhere, listless but stubborn
Cobwebs in the heart were harder to sweep away
Memories came flooding back, together with
The smells of those days when we were staying here
The old clothes, the old handbags, the old bed
The pictures were louder
The cups we used
The dull crokery we left behind
This is what they say that what is yours will never leave you and what is not will never be yours
These dusty musty lack luster bricks and bracks
Never went away
And for what I did not achieve to get, these things never went away
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