In the sweet years
I hid under the tree
the leaves' canopy
sheltering me
From the loud ones
The haunted house
far away
the words of disappointment
didn't touch me that day
I got lost in words
on pages of adventure
it felt like freedom
that was the clincher
I didn't want to leave
my sheltering tree
but no one ever cared
after all, I was just
me.
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