The rustles within the tree,
Bring forth new conflict,
The fox and the badger -
Need be culled for sake of dove and hedgehog.
Both squirrels live within the forest,
The red:
He grew with and shaped the branches of its trees,
The grey:
She came and breathed life into its soils.
Now the forest;
United as one,
Within its branches there sits a dove,
Singing the song of growth;
And moving on,
Grey is the squirrel:
She is my love.
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