Climbing up the bookcase
trying to find you.
Up and up I climb,
looking at all the
dust and grime.
Spending precious time,
only to find that you
are hiding in the wardrobe.
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Climbing up the bookcase
trying to find you.
Up and up I climb,
looking at all the
dust and grime.
Spending precious time,
only to find that you
are hiding in the wardrobe.