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Down the hill, under the trees,
is a small pond, with water lilies.
Under a fallen log, covered with moss,
there, hidden away, a small tiny house.
In this small structure, you could see,
a wee creature, that looked like me.
When I, as a child, visited this place,
there was no one, no memory to erase.
Now all these precious memories of mine,
are thoughts, gathering dust of lost time.
I have this place, sacred to me,
where all my thoughts, are there to see.

A far away land
at distance to thee,
is where I will wander,
when I search for me.
Travel today
is not the best choice,
unless sitting in a tube
is cause to rejoice.
Crammed into the can
of a cabin of size,
leaves no space to breathe
or to optimize,
the safety you need.
Lord please help me,
complete my next deed.

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