in the woods
Why do you scowl at the thought of me, But bolt in the other direction when you see me? I’m like you, i live in fear, always running. And we both live in the woods. Why can’t we live in harmony, without fear, without hate, without violence? Why don’t we live with love, with each other working together to survive? After all we do live together in the woods.
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