Forest In Between
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There's the path; standing there in the darkness with the moon only illuminating it.
The tall evergreens, crowding over the path.
There's the stream, glistening brightly, making it all seem like a terrible dream.
Then there's the whispers, the ticking, and the berries. The berries that change everything-that change you.
The forest will always be there, waiting to take you for judgement.
As it did with her.
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