My reality [Choi Chanhee]

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'There's a truth not many know,
About the world while you're alseep;
That the wind slips through your window,
To steel all the secrets that you keep,
And if you don't believe me,
Then you're welcome to your doubt,
But have you never stopped to wonder,
What it's whispering about?
What else in the world,
Could make the treetops bend and sway,
But the weight of all the words,
That no one ever dared to say?
And since it's while you're sleeping,
Secrets are easiest to take,
It's no surprise those with the deepest,
Are the ones kept wide awake.'

-e.h

As I close my book the words still linger around in my head. I get up from my seat at the fireplace and walk over the window, I look up to see the beautiful autumn forest that's located just behind my house. It stopped raining a few minutes ago and you could see the beautiful glinster of the sun reflected on the leaves; it was so magical. I proceed to walk downstairs deciding to have a small walk through the forest.