Far away where the woods are dark.
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There I sit by the tree of wisdom.
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Never to be closer to its essence.
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I now await its hidden knowledge.
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I cry for my soul is wounded.
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When you come you smile,
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and do not find it strange that I am alone.
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I am cherished by your beauty as I am waiting.
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You ask me what my wonders are.
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My instant response tells you;
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I feel all alone.
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You say I cannot possibly mean so.
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Ancient Wisdom Of The Forest
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