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Forest of my dreams

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I am losing my face and fading into darkness. Stabbing into forests and have a lovely time. The countryside rich brown shimmer. My clothes were immersed in ratty trees. Autumn seemed to have utterly exhausted him. Foliage that would sprout on its own and require a break to taste the floral fragrance. Finally, you are sent out to discover beyond. Who you are and what you've obtained It is cruel to harm a laden vine tree. Where lush tulle wild vines abound. In the long period, I've always tried to do this. And it has grown into a sure goal over time Yet, even so, drowned my unspoken dream Yet, the memory of an elusive dream ruined me. In other words, it wasn't significant. You backed what was stated, rising our vows. You are the only one that cares. And we wrapped our arms around each other. He is apt to return and discover it was amiss. If your dreams are crazy, it doesn't apply. Underneath the stone is tiny creatures. Another issue is being heard in terms. Currently, inform you that I have proven it. Regardless, I arrived on schedule; It is your duty. You've already seen the evidence. Written April 16, 2021 In The Forest Of My Dreams Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose

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Date: 4/16/2021 11:01:00 PM
Hi Lasaad, Good take on the contest. Good content, rhymes, and imagery. Best wishes in the contest. Have a good evening:-) Alexis
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Lasaad Tayeb
Date: 4/17/2021 9:12:00 AM
Thanks, Alexis for commenting and the kind words, my best regards and hugs
Date: 4/16/2021 10:49:00 PM
You seem to have found an idyllic place to pour out your emotions.
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Date: 4/17/2021 9:15:00 AM
That's true, my friend, as I was born under a tree; thanks for reading and commenting, Victor