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As I walk through the misty rain drenched woods 
I hear the whispers of my ancestors drifting through the trees

I have past here time and again, physically and mentally
The ghosts of deer and many rabbits and squirrels are here

Heavily worn deer trails have been my steady path 
The bases of many old trees have supported me lost in thought

The sound of raindrops pattering the wide leaves my tune
The flicker of winged creatures and the barks of squirrels echo

The sound of running water as I lay to drink from a stream
The hiss of a disturbed rattler and the chill of fear in my bones

The sound of hassling and soft footsteps of my best friend
We have shared these woods on strolls and jogs many a times

Often I have entered this path a very troubled young woman
But, after some time and thought, my troubles soon melt away

I will always remember these fine walks in my dreams
The smell of the damp Earth, insects, and the haunting quiet 

I lie beneath the ground very near my old walking path
I don’t know the name of the man who buried me in this place

He must have watched me frequently before he made his move
Dragging me through the woods, raping, killing, then hiding me

I have felt his presence nearby repeatedly over the years 
Paying me little visits from time to time, ensuring I’m still safe

I have haunteded these paths for many years, just another lonely ghost
Until he releases me, I shall walk these paths and dream of me

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