THE WOOD

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I dreamt of a place filled with
tall trees. the floor dress in green.

The place looks like heaven.
The tingler singing her, melodious song.
that soothes the heart.

Ohh, the running lake
makes the place so attractive to the eyes.
This is called the wood.

By sabrispen .

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