The Estey Farm

There is a certain sadness about a home in which no one lives; this estate is such a place. Consisting of a fairly large house full of ancient remnants of the previous inhabitants and two barns with antique farming equipment, it was still filled with moldy echoes of the warmth and happiness the walls once contained.

Demolished in 2009, the fate of the land remains uncertain.

I am still with you
so many ways to lose
all things far away
fixed and final
the day I died
it always wins in the end
nature's delight
the door that nobody else will open
once my home

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