Ode #1

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Can’t beat this.
Can’t destroy the feeling
Of my home
Can’t think of problems
In this place
Only brilliant thoughts
Can’t cry tears of misery
Only ones of joy
Can’t forget all the memories
from when I was young.
Once I got lost
I started spinning in circles
To see my skirt fly
And when I stopped
I was surrounded
by people I didn’t know
They released my name
Into the heat of the day
I had my rolling skates
I was content.
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