my hair is made from branches
and my eyes composed from stars
my dress is made from feathers
sewn together by my scars
my thoughts spurned on by daylight
my heart a piece of the Full Moon
my footprints barely whispers
the only reminder of my swoons
my tongue made from cinnamon
sometimes sharp sometimes sweet
my hopes and dreams are of the woods
the canopy covers me in my sleep
I am One with my surroundings
with the energy that is there
I am One with my own heart
completely unprepared
I am One

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