June 1, 2017
By , Coal Valley, IL

lost alone stuck in the woods,
With the whispers of trees as your only company,
The secret lurking over,
The lonesome nights end to end
The intense moon as your only light,
To find your way out of the dark,
Look for the light,
As the sun is your friend,
Your lostness will soon come to an end

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