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In the tranquil woods of Hidden Hollow´s embrace, Where campfires glow and stars interlace, A family of hearts, under the sky´s grand dome, Found a slice of paradise, a woodland home. Mike P, a name whispered by the breeze, In the rustling leaves, in the quiet ease, His laughter echoes in the campfire´s crackle, In every shared story, every playful tackle. Rita´s love, a beacon, steadfast and true, Shines through the Hollow, in the morning dew, Her heart, a compass, always pointing to...
Lauren Hering
July 25, 2024 | Friend


