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What do you think? I know, it's weird, but it's how I write. Through the forestNestled in the shoulder of the hillsThey are therePeaceful and strangeWe can't see themBut this race of people existsThey are thereWatching the groundUnearthly timesYet they still manage a form of peaceThey are thereWanna see them?Gentle people The ones of the far away forestsWill not leaveThey will stay homeThey prefer loveInstead of a rancid form of hateThey are thereThe gentle ones
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