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The Woods
IB (07-23-1988 / the Netherlands)

The Woods

Poem By ilona brandwacht

When I am in the woods
I can feel his roods
I know he is all around
Even though he makes no sound

I know he is there
I can smell him everywhere
It doesn't matter where I go
He will always know

He will know I'll be thinking of him
For it is he will always be within
Within my hart he lies
Because he is and always will be my one little paradise

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