The creepy sounds

Stories of ecstasy

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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