Mori Girl
Maybe others won't understand what they deem eccentric
Old fashioned, they'll call you
Really, they'll say, aren't you hot under all those layers?
Insistance is what you'll need in order to convince them this isn't a phase
Given the circumstances of the world, you find it better to slow down
Instead of accepting the mad rush of life
Resting under the forests blanket is where you'll find your rest
Let no one change you my dear
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