A new sapling life,
Starts out in the,
Big woods with,
Leaves on the tall,
Greenery, Roots deep,
In the ground,
And Branches as long as,
Possibly can be,
Where lumber people,
Call "Timber" when,
A tree falls,
Deep in the,
Forest Woods.
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Short Stories
Short StoryA bunch of short stories in one book that will be updated every Friday (or when I have something to share). It might be poems or stories! Read if you want!
