It is dark in the woods all the trees stand where they stood. I try to make out a picture so blurry and in front of the setting sun is clouds of flurry. I try to make out the never ending dark and there is no sound not even a bark. The forest seems as calm as a resting rock but also so mad it could seem like it talks. Before I fall asleep I wish and pray that tomorrow will be lighter than it was today.
Bridget age 9 11/19/2023 (Lake Almanor CA)
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