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Mar 2019
It's funny how people go to the woods for answers.
Trying to find what's wrong with themselves.
The woods do nothing but make fire wood.
But that fire builds through pain and sorrow, like wildfires could.
The woods are a mystery.
They make you lurk, and seek more questions than answers.
Making your life much harder, when the fog comes in.
Leading you to difficult tasks, more likely to give up then to push.
So, what i'm saying is don't go through the woods.
You'll find yourself hurting, making your way through your mind that we call 'The woods'.
Ghostverses
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