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Apr 2019
I am ten years old in my mind.
I'd be in  place where I and inner child play.
We'd climb up tree houses every night
in dreams to look at stars.
We would sing with birds
to rock each other to sleep.

And sometimes we'd climb in daytime
to look from a higher perspective my challengers
so they would not be as big anymore.
Inspired by Nancy E Tracy  Thank you
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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