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Oct 2016
They'd said, "from the path, do not stray"
But oh, look at how the trees did sway
Beconing you, closer to come
Life lately had been rather glum
So, into the forest you strolled
Going against what you'd been told
You never wanted to go back home
Through the forest, you would roam.
By: Gretchen
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