A fruit from the tree near my house,
Gives an eventually joy and merry,
It was a moment that I never had thought,
When I was a child I had planted it,
From then I never came back to here,
I love this farm but not much also.

I left to catch my dreams out in the world,
But there are still some memories,
That I want to discover them again,
Efforts of mine for the tree are not much,
But still pleasure to happiness,
And hope that it will flourish and sustain.


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