My heart has a place that it calls home. A room that the blues skies are that rules the ceiling. Where the floor is green, green, grass. The walls are fruit trees bearing their sweet, sweet, fruit. This is the place of my heart and soul. May my heart's room forever be free
Place of the heart
a prose worth reading for those that are lovers of nature in metaphor
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