I wandered into the trees at night
In hopes of seeing them
Seeing them there
I hold my breath
And bite my lip
I'm pulled beyond the seam
In the presence of hidden voices
That yell and laugh and cry
I'm driven here by choices
Without a reason why
There will be no going home
You will never know the truth
Now that branches hold the bones
Now your blood belongs to roots
Nature isn't mute
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