There are moments when you would like to just.
Get out.
Let go.
Loose complete control of yourself.
Where you would rather be anywhere but here.
Where the woods just seems to be much safer.
Calmer.
Sitting still becomes unbearable.
Sleep becomes a chore.
To the woods.
To the wind,
the trees,
The rustling leaves.
To the stream.
To the soft dirt ground.
It seems so much more peaceful than a room.
There are no walls,
No entries,
No exits.
The wood just is.
Lets all take a trip.
Just for a day.
To the wood.
Lets all just live in peace.
Just for a day.
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