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"Tree House"
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I rushed into the treehouse

For I've only seen one once

In my memories of childhood.

What a nostalgia.

It's old and you'll hear

Its woods cracking.

But it's still comforting.

For it is covering

Me with warmth.

Fulfilling me with love.

And giving the care,

That I couldn't compare.

To any places I've been.

Rewinding the memories-

Of me being a child.

As a tear fall from my eye.

I smiled for couldn't help.

Even the sky today is perfect.

- 210420🥀

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