Perched in a Navy blue spin-around chair, in the far corner of my room, I listen to the whispers of the Oak tree as it wavers in the wind. The sounds of my sister giggling to old, classic episodes of Winnie The Pooh, the wafts of dinner stewing in the kitchen, and the hustle of my brother bouncing a ball buoyantly whilst running through the hallway, makes the simplest things in life something to appreciate :)
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