It was the evening;
I was lost in the jungle,
having nowhere to go,
no one to talk to.
It was so tense
Trees whisper in anger,
In a cold blue moon!
I fell into a deep dark hole.
But by that time i was getting poked
Yet within a blink of an eye,
all disappeared
And a new adventure begins.
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