Climbing - Poem by alex alvarez
There are many things I climb there are climbing for a goal climbing for success but the one thing I love to clime are trees. I feel like I can climb to another world a place where I can be free where I can be myself. I'm up there for hours when in reality it's been minutes. I sleep up their live up their I feel like I'm alive up their my mind is free my soul is complete. Time flew and before we knew it, it was time for me to go home. In a tree is the only place I can be myself.
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