I look back to my home,
A place we call swamp,
I am now in focus,
my new not-home,
Always missing
My old home.
I sit by these dragons,
A lost not-gator,
I spread my new wings,
Always reaching for
My Old Home.
I am a dragon,
But remain a gator at heart.
I hope someday soon,
To once again see
My Old Home.
I miss you gators! I can't wait to see you all again =)
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Hi Nikki!
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