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24.

steady steps

in a long walk in the park,

have brought me to the tree

that I knew

ever since childhood,

where I was hiding

so you can’t see me,

and we were playing,

like there was no tomorrow.

now I want you to find me,

with every beat of your heart

inside the dreams

that rest

in your curly and soft

blonde hair.