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In a forest My heart is a thrumming drum in a symphony of silence. There is peace in the trees within the natural beauty of a forest in its prime. Just the forest and I together and loved restful and free. Safety amongst the foliage has another name too. It crackles at my feet watching the comradery of the voiceless giants. My own platoon is none. The forest keeps me from being utterly hopelessly alone. Everyone has enemies No exception am I. Mine lies behind my eyes a friend-fearing demon accepting only naturally towering mutes. Trees can't reject me humans can. I walk to feign fearlessness No one needs know I stay alone of not strength but terror.
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
Walking Trees
In a forest My heart is a thrumming drum in a symphony of silence. There is peace in the trees within the natural beauty of a forest in its prime. Just the forest and I together and loved restful and free. Safety amongst the foliage has another name too. It crackles at my feet watching the comradery of the voiceless giants. My own platoon is none. The forest keeps me from being utterly hopelessly alone. Everyone has enemies No exception am I. Mine lies behind my eyes a friend-fearing demon accepting only naturally towering mutes. Trees can't reject me humans can. I walk to feign fearlessness No one needs know I stay alone of not strength but terror.
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
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