And even if I don't get to call you mine
I hope you always know this;
If weary you ever grow
A shack in the hills yonder
One that sits atop the dandelion field
Overlooking the ochre sky
A plethora of songbirds
Come by my bosom buddy
And find rest to a song or two. ⚘
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eggie
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#solitude #songbird #friendship #love #lovetales #lyrical #allegorical #lamentations

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