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Take me to the forestwhere the gods play silentlyunder the great branches.
We speak in a whisperand you take my hand.
You and I under the oak.
Haming godstake our breath away.
They won't hear usand we are, forever.
We'll lie in the shadowsthe scent of grass.
And I hope to make with a smileand not a sigh,under the starlit sky.
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