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Mar 2010
The Forest
I was in a forest the other day,
I felt like the undergrowth,
Soaring trees were all around,
Stretching to the skies,
The undergrowth was struggling,
Struggling to survive.
Written by
Clare Wright  Manchester
(Manchester)   
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