A field of trees
Not a gap in between
An endless, endless sea of green
Unable to drown you
But large enough to swallow you whole
If you decided to make it so
Lost in the scratchy feathers that some call leaves
You could disappear
Not a gap in between
An endless, endless sea of green
Unable to drown you
But large enough to swallow you whole
If you decided to make it so
Lost in the scratchy feathers that some call leaves
You could disappear
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