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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Walking through this forest unaccompanied by others, drinking the sweet nectar of nature's blissful pores, enjoying its sounds like a sweet saxophone playing the melodies only hearts could hear. from the beat of wings both bug-like and aviating to the rustling leaves in the upper levels of wooden skyscrapers. swatting away mosquitoes thinking of days when girls had cooties and surrounded me going, "i'm not touching you..", watching bees play tag with lilies and dandelions thinking of Saturday mornings with my younger sisters, playing hide and seek with Jaz and Skye. all the laughter and joy filled tears I could ever ask for, watching Venus flytraps play the roles of father and son, playing a game that resembles something like when dad and I would play basketball til the wee hours of the evening, rewarding my efforts with his acknowledgment and a playful rub on the head, tears falling to the ground. standing as a lion and its cubs uncloak themselves from the cover of bushes, the way the lioness cares for her young reminiscent to the way my mother held me on that fated day, never wanting to let go but knowing i'd grow into a child of prophecy and joined god in her rightful place. leaving me alone as i am now. and walking through the forest unaccompanied by others, thinking of this feeling and whispering to nature... I'm home..
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