A house in the peaks

A window full wide

Attached in the wall

A mattress in the wall

A room so cozy

Either big or small

Fireplace in the centre

A cup of coffee

And book in the hand

The thoughts could run

Walk or fly high

But my wishes remain alive

And my heart never die

The nature be at its best

Forget everything rest

Because its the dream

And reality is going to arrest…….

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