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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Wild Child While lost in the woods I came to a clearing at the top of a hill, It was absolutely breathtaking I could not breath and stood completely still. Looking down I felt privaleged seeing this beauty that no one else knows, wide open fields and and hills of different shades of green and red from one lonely single rose. So I started towards this rose not wanting to admire it from afar, and this immense beauty being within reach made it unlike the sun or a star. While making my way down the hill I lost sight of the rose and now my feelings that moments ago felt so right, I remember having the feeling of a child riding his first bike or loosing his first kite, then I remembered the rose and all my thoughts turned to delight. As I came out of a ditch and laid eyes on the rose once more, I looked down and had a hole in my pants and my shirt was tore. Who on earth would put their self through such a hard and trying time, and had my feelings changed now being covered in such filth and grime. Then I began to feel lonely and it became clear I to was wild like the rose, and seeing and being around it was finally my way out of hell I suppose. As I turned to walk away I asked myself what could have brought on such childlike feelings and what had I really been trying to see, was this beautiful yet lonely rose had it really been a reflection of me. So I only made it half way to this rose before deciding to return to the top of the hill, I think I would like to call here home because seeing and being next to this rose somehow helped me to once again feel. I recall thinking why only one rose it must be wild, and I recall feeling why only one rose just protect it like a child. So from once lost with confusion in the woods both lonely like a child, to now found and together in the woods with clarity and beauty accepting, we are wild. W
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