The Woods

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Tall trees; surround me.

Mossy vines, branches connect; a canopy.

Shepherd him; obsessively.

Beams of light, born of the sky.

Blankets of leaves, kept dry.

Chaperoning a character; offering a cloak.

Red, brown and black; colors connect.

I walk; my short story I try to protect; mind a wreck.

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