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I take a deep breath, tie my shoe laces
And walk , grin on, into the street
As always, the place is busy with noise
Chatter above, creatures stirring at my sides
Even above, the buildings are dancing

I get hungry and stop at a local café
The smell of fresh berries surrounds
I pick one off and bite right in
The juice, the smell, the perky taste
You can only get them here

I find the bench I was looking for
Sit down on that old stump, and here they come
Again, for their daily pay
I give the little animals what they want
They lick it off my hands ,
And disappear

Somewhere above, an airplane roars
I laugh as I run, it begins to pour
Grinning, safe in my Cave-Hotel
The forest
The true main street of my town





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