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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeNo More Walks In The Woods
No more walks in the woodThe trees have all been cut downAnd where once they stoodNot even a wagon rutAppears along the pathLow brush is taking overNo more walks in the woodThis is the aftermathOf afternoons in the clover fieldsWhere we once made loveThen wandered home togetherWhere the trees arched aboveWhere we made our own weatherWhen branches were the skyNow they are gone for goodAnd you, for ill, and Ionly a passer-byWe and the trees and the wayBack from the fields of playLasted as long as we couldNo more walks in the wood
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