Forestik Limmerick
Looking to skies newly darkened,
Wandering among trees and lichen,
The traveler looks around,
Trying to maintain his ground,
Gazing toward the distant, fierce lightning.
Find Me Here Speak To Me I want to feel you I need to hear you You are the light That's leading me To the place where I find peace again.
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