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I was lost in the dark of forest.
Once a beautiful place to be.
In the shadows of tall green trees.
I felt happy and peaceful under branches wide and strong.
Protecting me.

I often sang the song of lovers
while peeping at a warm sun.
At night I slept the sleep of dreamers
While moonlight kissed me on my cheeks.

During day I kept on dancing
in arms of invisible tunes.
Of a breeze so soft like silk.
My colors blooming
pastel shades, bright and smiling too.
Caressing your eyes, comforting you.

Now it’s another story.
I’m so sad, can’t even speak.
My beautiful forest, gone.
Fires and sour rains took over.
And I,
just a little wildflower,
once happy but now I weep.



Shell ✨🐚
We are all responsible for nature and each other.
a dog can be your friend with a love thats true
each and everyday will give its love to you
he will comfort you when you feel despair
when you need a friend he is always there

right there by side he will always be
with a love thats real that he gives for free
when your feeling low and you begin to cry
he will stay with you till the tears all dry

he will give his love for his whole life through
each and everyday always there for you
best friend in the world that gives his love for free
always there for you he will always be
Up to the trees I go,
Further north where fresh water flows.
Travel preparations with my heart aching,
Home is where I’m free,
Left alone just to be.
Not in this gloomy place,
Not within this heat wave.
Like a pioneer,
I pack my bags,
Leaving behind the places I know,
In search of the places,
Where I’ll grow.
I’m on the road, making my way up to the mountains. Travel is good for the soul, you shouldn’t dwell in the same places for too long.
When time was hard

you pulled me through.

Now that death has taken you away

who do I look to?

Gone too far

Gone too soon

You are always missed.
 7d Maddy
nivek
winged assassin Mr Hawk
beautiful and deadly

another Dove bites the dust
feathers plucked, no more flying

another poet for 'peace'
voice fading

all the children starving to death
their storytime ended.
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