.come.stop.go.stop.live.
On the land of the fury
The beast lurking hiding
Across those woods another place
Quiet green heaven, maple trees.
On the side of the road
Awaits a tiny little boy
On his bag colorful stickers
He's travelled on his own.
On the bark of a tall tree
Two initials were once carved
A child was conceived here
Thumb up and walking shoes on.
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