My Second Home
I see the little red roof
I feel the sun on my face
I smell the pine trees around me
I taste the cold sodas
I see the little dirt path welcoming me
I feel the wind in my hair as we soar across the water
I see the blue sky as clear as the water
I touch the cold water on my hot hand
I feel the water as a do a cannonball
I taste the sweet fruit bursting on my tongue
I feel loved
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