Endless sky,
looming trees,
Never ending.
they seem to go on forever,
what am i to find in this endless forest,
in this endless nothingness.
i am lost,
i do not know where i am suppose to go,
what am i suppose to do.
Where do i stand?
the light is fading,
the sky turning red.
it is sunset,
thought i cannot see the sun,
i know.
all i can see is trees,
beautiful, majestice trees,
standing ever tall.
mayhap i shall stay here,
til the end of time,
in this endless forest.
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