The Red Tree

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Inspired by @/zekewardeverday on tiktok.

The city is a big place for little kids like me.

Tall buildings made of concrete. The smoggy air fills our lungs.

One day while looking out the window, I spotted one red tree in the park across the street.

The tree with its scarlet leaves calls to me. It reminds me of how I feel in this city. Different from the rest.

I pack a bag and venture out towards the tree.

From my apartment, across the road, over the fence, onto the green.

I walk all around the park looking for the red tree.

I climb over rocks, pass by a pond, and weave through the green trees.

Searching for the beautiful red tree.

At last, there it is.

The tree I have been looking for.

I sit under the red tree. Satisfied with my day.

The red tree is now my safe place from this concert world.

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