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Discarded
A qiaunt little place, a cozy little nook
with ferns that surround a gently flowing brook
this is my home that I cherish so dear
where all of my friends are always quite near.
I have grown into the earth, and been shaped by the rain
my appearance is rugged and can seem quite plain.
I rest on the shore of a lonely forest lake
and welcome the animals that come to partake.
While you may not see me in the midst of the grass
discarded by owners who were callous and crass
but in my solace, where i rest from my fall
to this long lost oasis I welcome you all
silvertiger
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