*Twenty Three*

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I stumbled through the dark woods

      Tripping over a root my eyes met with someone else 

"Are you lost baby rabbit?" 

I looked around

       It's mother nowhere in site  

"Don't worry, I'm lost too." 

A sigh escaped my lips

      Smoke formed around me

             And was blown away by the chuckling winds

"We can be lost together..." 

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