Branch and Root
I swear I cleared that trail last week;
I can’t believe my eyes.
The brush has grown above my head;
The vines are thick as thighs.
It’s almost like the trees conspired
To bar with branch and root,
But since old Fangorn’s far from here,
I guess the point is moot.
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