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We slipped inside the door, and parted

In our silent ways, to sections favoured

Since our childhood days.

You to horror, me to comedies

Filled with men I’d had on posters on my wall

In teenage years, before we came to be.

I’d run my fingers down the spines

Of long lost classics hidden in the shelves

And gather in my arms, the coke and chips,

The popcorn for the night.

Now I pass the empty building,

Sale sign hanging ominously,

Wishing I could browse those aisles for one last time

Rather than the senseless tiles

Inside my Netflix app.