All the trees were very
calm and easygoing, how tall
it could be, how big it
shall be, how humongous it
will be, no extra beehives
among those wealthy and
healthy trees of the
America itself, it smells like a
sweet pines around, it
should to put a green flavored
hammock like a tree to
tree, a tree house to connected
and attached with it, its
like a fortress as it the world
actually turns, the bridge
made of certain hay
strings, how strong and
powerful, the path has been
ten thousand acres
straight through and throughout
into the magical
forestland it ties up so easily, bunch
of Fairies were living
there, it warms up million of
young beloved hearts
Written by
Michael James Brindley
1-31-16
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