smooth sound
nature is still
the creek runs slow
with fish gliding smoothly
my shoes crush the grass as
I move towards it
its still the same from
years ago
mossy, swampy
just as i remember
another day you say
no
no its not just a day
it is the day where
I come to visit again
visit where my childhood
lays
it rests upon the shore
buried
oh do i miss this place
i miss everything about it
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