Lost in the forest. Too many paths and yet there are not enough.
Every which way a new obstacle submerges falling further and further into the depths of green. A light appears a sprint away. Leaping but the darkness has won once more. Wandering, exploring the inches of land laced in green returning to the ever familiar starting point. Flowers so attainable beyond the fortress of weeds and thorns. Beauty in every puddle and pond, destroyed by the ripple of an ageless rock. Drowning in green and yet a thirst for more for better arises. The clouds grow heavy and the rain lingers beyond measure, but the soil remains dry.
A prelude to a never ending song, quietly humming as forgettable as white noise but always remembered.

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