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May 10. 2026
I stand humble on the edge of wood or shore, With thatched or shingled roof, a cozy door. Not a castle grand, nor city high-rise tall, But a quiet haven where the weary find calm.
May 10. 2026
I stand humble on the edge of wood or shore, With thatched or shingled roof, a cozy door. Not a castle grand, nor city high-rise tall, But a quiet haven where the weary find calm.