CabinA Poem by SpiceCookieI am sure that somewhere...
I am sure that somewhere,
there is an aging, rustic little log cabin, hidden in the woods. See how beautiful it is, the sweeping lake, the singing birds, the dancing sunbeams. But alas, it is abandoned, lost, defeated, forgotten, and what is forgotten does not exist.
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Added on March 6, 2019 Last Updated on March 6, 2019 AuthorSpiceCookieAboutHi! My name is Felicity. I'm 13 years old and I love to read and write! I like to write poetry and fiction stories and books. I hope you enjoy my writing! Quotes: - "I fill my bucket with love. A.. more..Writing
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