Brush the pine needles out of my hair;
And let me whisper in your ear.
The forest stands silent
As our hearts beat louder.
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- The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot
- I like morbid stories, forests, cities, snow in autmn, beautiful moments. Trust is required.
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