There is a space in the woods
Where the light bends in
The bushes form a large circulate nest
I go there sometimes 'n crawl into a ball
It's safe there, safe from harm
Time stands still
There is a space in the woods
Where the temperature is cool and the floor is dank
No technology can find me
No knock on the door
No demands for more
No one knows where the space is
Not even God
He keeps asking me
'Someday I'll tell you' I smirk
Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 10:54 AM UTC
There is a space in the woods
Where the light bends in
The bushes form a large circulate nest
I go there sometimes 'n crawl into a ball
It's safe there, safe from harm
Time stands still
There is a space in the woods
Where the temperature is cool and the floor is dank
No technology can find me
No knock on the door
No demands for more
No one knows where the space is
Not even God
He keeps asking me
'Someday I'll tell you' I smirk
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