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The Forest Sun crisp, lifeless leaves lay a strewn Under which, pure saplings rise Into the forest, abruptly defiled, Choked carefully by Mother’s vines. Intercepted, sunbeams strike Driving young trees toward the Plight Eternally pursued by the American Forest. . Please give me constructive...

The Forest Sun crisp, lifeless leaves lay a strewn Under which, pure saplings rise Into the forest, abruptly defiled, Choked carefully by Mother’s vines. Intercepted, sunbeams strike Driving young trees toward the Plight Eternally pursued by the American Forest. . Please give me constructive...

The Forest Sun crisp, lifeless leaves lay a strewn Under which, pure saplings rise Into the forest, abruptly defiled, Choked carefully by Mother’s vines. Intercepted, sunbeams strike Driving young trees toward the Plight Eternally pursued by the American Forest. . Please give me constructive...