[10-08-2204] - Woods

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I miss the woods the same way I miss those who have passed.

You never even knew what woods are in the first place.

How could I ever begin to explain them?

When I was a child, some days it felt like the trees would swallow me whole, and that I would never come out of them.

Now that I’ve grown older, I’m not so sure that didn’t happen.