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Running through the 

tress in her dreams,

she trips over the jagged roots 

becomes tangled in 

the overgrown bush 

The birds in the sky 

warn her that

her memories 

are close behind.

Twisted branches 

reach for her,

the earth rises up 

to swallow her 

as pain echoes through

the woods, lingering 

in the leaves

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