Musings from 221B

The state of 221B

Is not quite what it used to be

All that's left's reminiscing

Since someone's been missing

From the halls of 221B

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The view from 221B

Leaves very little to see

With one less chair standing

Its presence commanding

The other alone miserably

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The man from 221B

Is never up and about readily

He sits and he mopes

Over crushed dreams and hopes

Of a life in his friend's company

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The man who left 221B

Never seems to be quite happy

He laughs and smiles

With his wife, all the while

There's somewhere else he'd much rather be

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The changes to 221B

Were nothing of trickery

But affected all who dared enter

That most somber center

The lively all but turned dreary

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The magic of 221B

Is the one thing that will never leave

Though the darkness is stronger

It won't last too much longer

All it takes is a new mystery