To Live In the Woods
Oh how I yearn,
To see what this person sees.
Oh how yearn,
To sleep beneath the trees.
Oh how I yearn, to be that person.
Oh how I thirst,
For all those beautiful sights.
Oh how I thirst,
To see the stars on those cloud free nights.
Oh how I thirst, to live in the woods.
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