the dark forests have always been

the dark forests
whisper;
whispers that still find their way
`
to the fallen animals,
who've almost forgotten the tall pines
and the soft beds
under their gentle shade.
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so little is perceived
by natures mutation
and now it has grown too violent
for the home.
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but all is returned in death
and love is comprehend
when the gifts no longer remain.
`
the dark forests have always been;
they're two bodies wrapped together.
they're between words when there are no words,
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only life
`
raul