A Walk in the Forest

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Alice was casually walking

In the giant sea of plants and trees

Where animals were crying

Their soul in this nightly disease


This wood had something strangely different

From all the things she had already seen

And as she was picking a fern in a small grunt

She heard a tiny movement in the green


As she looked up she was amazed

But also completely shocked, in disbelief

At the sight of this religious gaze

Those eyes that she could not perceive


For she was at a very large distance

From the dark specter

In an unbelievably clear substance

It was in front of her


There was a woman in a long dress

Who looked at her like a lioness

When she began to walk in the water

Alice knew what was happening to her


The ghost was now running

Alice wanted to escape this thing

So she also began to run

And never saw again the nun. 

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