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Dec 2010
Today i found some footprints.
I followed them to my surprise.
And they led me into a forest.
As it got darker i felt more thrilled.
I was about to find something.

Then i saw you there.
Standing by a river among the silhouette of the trees.
Your hair radiant beneath the sun.
Leaves falling as the trees moved so restlessly.

You turned around and looked into my eyes.

What are you doing?
What have you done?


Why are the trees moving like that?
Their branches are reaching out like tapering black hands.

You walked closer toward me.
Your blue eyes were shining otherworldly.
Leaves were flying around in a swirl of colours.

You pointed your finger at me.
And i could feel something in me changing.
Bright lights coming out of me as i was growing stranger and senseless.
I felt like i was flying round in the heart of the fog.
I looked down and i saw you staring at me.

I could see my reflection in the water.
I could see another soul of the forest.
I could see a tree with its leaves flapping restlessly in the breeze.

You touched my trunk deeply and leant on me.
My leaves moved weakly as i felt your naked skin against my bark.
I felt my rootsΒ Β threading their way deeper into the earth.

Then suddenly i felt nothing at all.
Nothing but the cold breeze swirling through my leaves.
For i would stand here in the heart of the forest for the rest of my life.
Galman Frederick Ferguson
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