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Dec 2020
The
gnarled
branches of a tree
are a perfect home for birds
and the dreams of children to rest
glistening with
freshly melted snow,
shining under the morning sun,
shaking the sleep from their white wings
while we, the
little creatures that we are
play under the feathery boughs of green
dancing and picking wild mushrooms and berries
breathing
deeply
of pine
scented
air.
merry christmas :)
misha
Written by
misha  23/F/under the sea
(23/F/under the sea)   
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