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#2

A Forest

Metulia Holló

Jan 12, 2025

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My home is in the deepest,

And most of all, darkest

Place in any forest

Quae maxime pulchra est

The leaves will fall

On me, while I crawl

Through the orange ground

On all fours, like a hound

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As the sun disappears

And the moon reappears,

And I smell the nature

I get touched by rapture

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I awaken nevermore

I will not walk through the door

Golden, unlike the gate

Of my eternal fate

I’d much prefer staying here,

With a river very near,

Than see any of you again

All you do is cause me pain

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I shall awaken nevermore

And not set foot in any door

I shall stay here forevermore

Amongst the trees, to adore

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originally written on May XX mmxxiv

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