Take me to the forest where the gods play silently under the great branches. We speak in a whisper and you take my hand. You and I under the oak. Haming gods take our breath away. They won't hear us and we are, forever. We'll lie in the shadows the scent of grass. And I hope to make with a smile and not a sigh, under the starlit sky.
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