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Something in the wood took you I try to find pieces Of your very being Tucked beneath some moss rock Or underground In burrows of the thick and tangled undergrowth Amidst a stillness Tainted by an eerie drone Suffusing the atmosphere Traversing a terrain Devoid of landmarks I follow faint footprints A sullen scent I can hardly recall A dulled voice Sifting through the pine   You are not there All that remains of you is An echo of an echo (of an echo).
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 4:52 PM UTC
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Something in the wood took you I try to find pieces Of your very being Tucked beneath some moss rock Or underground In burrows of the thick and tangled undergrowth Amidst a stillness Tainted by an eerie drone Suffusing the atmosphere Traversing a terrain Devoid of landmarks I follow faint footprints A sullen scent I can hardly recall A dulled voice Sifting through the pine   You are not there All that remains of you is An echo of an echo (of an echo).
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 4:52 PM UTC
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