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I Live in a Treehouse

An abecedarian poem — a poem completed alphabetically.

A True Story.

First Snowfall 2021 © Brooklyn Muse

and then I found among the trees

beyond the sky and forest a

crafted home with style and grace

designed amidst the tranquil trail.




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