Tiny House friends
Ending concepts of home
Grown from the coup
Poop from chickens
Thickened on the stoop
Drooping sadly on my sock
Shocking comfortable nerves
Detouring socks off
Scoffing at toes bare
Scared to lose a friend forever.
Outgrowing Old Bones | Ecency
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