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Nothing stirred; nothing sang A fortress of ancient trees - centuries untouched Entombed souls in its woody heaven. Dappled anisotropic light; a mystical beauty Flecks of shimmering gold, thick lush greenery. Whispers of wind rustled the foliage A divine sight -this unexpected serenity Yet prickling with caution Something buried deep down; Something sinister Shrouding a presumed leafy paradise Beneath everything, obscured a seed of evil.
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Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC
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Nothing stirred; nothing sang A fortress of ancient trees - centuries untouched Entombed souls in its woody heaven. Dappled anisotropic light; a mystical beauty Flecks of shimmering gold, thick lush greenery. Whispers of wind rustled the foliage A divine sight -this unexpected serenity Yet prickling with caution Something buried deep down; Something sinister Shrouding a presumed leafy paradise Beneath everything, obscured a seed of evil.
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19/F/Australia
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC
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