Forest

Getting dirty isn’t civil,

So we roll among the roots.

Shy sunlight peeks around,

Stretching fingers of the shoots.

 

Escape from concrete jungle,

To see my long-limbed friends.

Humanity is at war with them,

And yet none demand amends.

 

 

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