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On the edge of the woods
Oh the colors I see.
On the edge of the woods is where I wish to be.
For on the edge of the woods,
there are only a few steps to take.
Steps to enter the most beautiful place,
where I find myself surrounded with wonders.
Surrounded with beauty and amazing things.
For in the woods nothing is ever the same.
Things are always growing, changing, never the same.
Each tree, leaf and plant is forever changing.
But what of the sounds and smells we find.
The birds constantly calling for love and for warning.
On those rare times when only silence is calling.
Those are the times I find most filled with the most wonderful thoughts
that come from within my heart, my soul, my most inner thoughts.
A feeling of peace, harmony and oneness with the Earth.
This is my most happiest place.
On the edge of the woods is a nice place to be,
but within it's colorful folds is where I dream to be.
Oh the colors I see.
On the edge of the woods is where I wish to be.
For on the edge of the woods,
there are only a few steps to take.
Steps to enter the most beautiful place,
where I find myself surrounded with wonders.
Surrounded with beauty and amazing things.
For in the woods nothing is ever the same.
Things are always growing, changing, never the same.
Each tree, leaf and plant is forever changing.
But what of the sounds and smells we find.
The birds constantly calling for love and for warning.
On those rare times when only silence is calling.
Those are the times I find most filled with the most wonderful thoughts
that come from within my heart, my soul, my most inner thoughts.
A feeling of peace, harmony and oneness with the Earth.
This is my most happiest place.
On the edge of the woods is a nice place to be,
but within it's colorful folds is where I dream to be.
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