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Little girl walking in the forest
She is lost
She is scared
Thought that others
Would have better fared
A big bad wolf is chasing her
She is reminded every September
That she is no longer a little girl
And this is not the same world
She remembered
She feels like she is running out of time
Especially when she realizes
The forest is in her mind
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