Fading headlines on yellowing newspapers. Yesterdays hurt tossed away to make way for today's fresher sorrows.
Roaches scurrying away in the silence of accumulated dust.
Piles of dirty clothes lying helter-skelter.
Trash that accumulated for weeks maybe.
Someone had to start the settling down process.
She tackled the filth, then smiled
"Let there be light"
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