Glory poem

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1. Forest


Sitting in the woods 

Thinking about the cash 

Remembering the childhoods

When we didn't care bout the stash

where did all of that go?

 I simply don't understand 

I stare at the river, how it will flow

So go on and take a stand 

Talking to myself

Thinking about my past 

At least I'm not an elf

Gotta make this last

This feeling in the woods 

I'm feeling like I should

Happy and sad  

All things making me glad.


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