Let the
warm smells
seep into
this
crammed cabin
of the
scent
of cinnamon rolls
early in the
morning
wake up
don’t forget
we have
polar bearing
whiff
the earthy
brisk
air
with no thought of
tomorrow
So let the
warm smells
seep into
my heart
my love for camp
is something
I will never forget
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