The green walls rise, a silent, leafy maze,
Where sunlight fails and shadows softly graze.
The path, once clear, now vanished from my sight,
Lost in the woods when day dissolves to night.
The trees stand tall like sentinels of old,
Their branches weave, a story to unfold.
A rustling breeze, a whisper in the ear,
Of ancient fears that banish hope...
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