Where the Trees Dance
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korkalot
korkalotJust trying to make space.
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I can never go home again.

Where the Trees Dance

Against the ceiling,

across my lids

Memories play like movies

of a place

where the trees dance

in Autumn and

whisper in the dead of winter,

"Come home."

But I can't.

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