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May 2020
As the small child
awoke upon the creaking beams,
he was careful not to move
and cause unrest
to his clueless flatmates.

Each ginger step
taken with the care of a cat
moved the boy in ease,
and in an undisturbed silence.

out the open window
he flew, a silent squirrel,
and landed, a drop of hail.

The boy knew his path,
tracing it without fail.

The destination stood ahead,
and the boy dawned his hood.

A twenty foot wall,
reaching into the sky.
An unscaleable surface
but the boy knew how to try.

The bound of a panther,
and the leap of a squirrel.
The flight of an arrow,
and the end of the sparrow.
Ayn
Written by
Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
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   --- and Reyna
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