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Long wooden book shelf on the floor. Open spaces filled with treasures collected by my brother and three sisters. Our toys lived there that we all shared. Made to last and so special. Pots and pans hidden in the corners of Mama's cupboards, pulled out in excited anticipation along with wooden spoons and anything that would bang. Our band in full swing, joyously loud. Tables and scattered chairs covered in blankets n' sheets, created our own secret room. Fabric walls secured by old books Decorated comfy with pillows from our beds We were invisible to the world Made it so easy to run away... to our home away from home             ▪●■♢●♡●♢■●▪       Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.    All Rights Reserved.
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC
home away from home
Long wooden book shelf on the floor. Open spaces filled with treasures collected by my brother and three sisters. Our toys lived there that we all shared. Made to last and so special. Pots and pans hidden in the corners of Mama's cupboards, pulled out in excited anticipation along with wooden spoons and anything that would bang. Our band in full swing, joyously loud. Tables and scattered chairs covered in blankets n' sheets, created our own secret room. Fabric walls secured by old books Decorated comfy with pillows from our beds We were invisible to the world Made it so easy to run away... to our home away from home             ▪●■♢●♡●♢■●▪       Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.    All Rights Reserved.
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC
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