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Into the woods we traveled

Into the woods we traveled, with little fear and dought,
Into the woods we traveled, with no way out.

Into the woods we traveled, with thoughts of the new day,
Into the woods we traveled, with you and me.

Into the woods we traveled, with hopes of a new way,
Into the woods we traveled, with no more cares of our ways.

Without Fear, We conquered the way
Without Sorrow, We sit here today

To tell this tale one more day, seems to be my only way
For into the woods we traveled, to never see the light of day

Submitted: Saturday, August 30, 2008


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