In the Woods
I was talking
In the woods
I was walking
With some books
I was talking
When I heard a weird sound
I was walking
All around
When I heard a weird sound
I got really worried
All around
Things simply scurried
I got really worried
Because
All around
Things rose
Because
I was walking
Things rose
And I was talking
And nothing felt quite right
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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