As I run through the crowded streets
I make sure no one sees me
For they may follow me to my secret destination
One you will not find on Google maps nor on a tiny phone
This place I make sure to keep safe...
Is my tiny home
High up on a mountain away from civilization
Yes its just me and my tiny home, high up on a hill
Till the day I disappear to a new tiny home
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Poems For The Heart
Poetry"Life is like poem, you may not understand it at first but after re-reading it so many times...you'll finally understand."
