OUR FOREST PRIMEVAL
Let us enter the Forest Primeval,
in search of that something within.
Stop, listen, and feel the appeal.
This first step is where we begin.
What you hear is not heard by your ears.
The smells are not sensed by your nose.
You see, but not through eyes full of tears.
What you feel is untouched by fingers or toes.
If persistent, you shall discover
what just might be a welcome delight.
For in here live unicorns, a new lover,
trolls, and even dragons to fight.
Whatever it is you desire in life
you can make it appear within,
far away from mundane troubles and strife.
Our Forest Primeval beckons: do come in.
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