Amidst the trees and bushes,
In the dark deep lonely forest,
With a deep sight,
I went ahead there,
Perhaps I never knew I would perish,
Half a mile in the forest,
And the sounds came,
Not of the vehicles,
Not of the people,
Of the ferocious beasts that lived there.
I was bathing with a man eating shark,
Riding on the top of a tiger,
Playing with the lion’s mane,
And howling with the wolf,
Rather I would spend my life here,
In the lonely woods.
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