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In depths of the hollow,
With caution I proceed.
I'm sure no one will follow,
As I walk from weed to weed.
...
When order breaks down,
And chaos sets in,
Forget where we are,
And where we have been.
...
Oh, the cruelty of men,
The greatest of our sin,
Putting others in a pen,
Holding high our chin,
...
Once upon a long ago,
I bathed below the sun,
Deeply tuned to summers glow,
I'd felt the day been won.
...
When up in your bed,
And fast asleep,
What goes through your head,
After the sheep..?
...
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Depths Of The Hollow
In depths of the hollow,
With caution I proceed.
I'm sure no one will follow,
As I walk from weed to weed.
This place is my own,
No soul will see me here.
I come to be alone,
Spring-Time every year.
What is it about this place,
That makes me feel alive..?
A wide and open space,
Away from busy hive...
I glide my hand along,
An old decrepit tree.
Humming out a song,
Just this tree and me...
I look it up and down,
As if my best of friend...
But soon I start to frown,
My friend has met his end.
I'm just about to leave,
When on my leg there comes a scratch.
What I see, I can't believe...
A tree as skinny as a match.
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