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A tree falls in the forest, and it doesn't make a sound. A man yells in the forest, and local wild life forms a mob. A man falls in the forest, and he doesn't make a sound. A tree yells in the forest, and we all run like hell.

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mark-parker

Published: May 2, 2019
LinesWords: 1149

Notes: Because I feel like the tree that falls in the forest.
Tags: #forest #sound #mob #hell #yells #wild

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