Forest


In through the tangles
Leafy roof overhead,
Stumbling through brambles
Over logs long dead.

Why am I here?
I'll get lost, you know.
Oh, there's nothing to fear
And so deeper I go.

'Til we are entwined
Lost in each other.
It's me I can't find
Tangled up in another.

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