Sometimes I wonder if this was really a rainforest
Other times I stand in the rain
Listen to the birds twittering and see the creatures living out their daily lives
Their only fear is us
They live in mostly peace
They don’t wage war
They don’t starve their own to feed their pockets
They don’t have pockets
Standing in this rainforest I can hear them living
I can feel it living
In the places where the spirit of the forest can still reach
It practically breathes
That enclosed feeling that encompasses the sounds the feeling the smell
Sometimes I wonder if it’s still a rainforest
And then the rainforest assures me it is
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