Through the Brush
Twisting vines and bending branches
Intertwine and wrap around
Hiding lost, forgotten treasures,
Encasing all that's near the ground
Past the viridescent greenery
Creeping twigs that reach and claw,
All that exists will flee as you run
Stuck amid the brush’s maw
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