I dreamed that I, I dreamed that you,
I dreamed that we were talking.
You said not to the forest.
You said that it was better not to cross alone .
Owls that see with cat's eyes
and see correctly what others do not.
The trees that block the sun during the day.
I like the sound.
Neither hermits nor lovers.
There are no strange beings of horror either.
No poets, nor moons of Byron.
At least today, only the two
It is humid, it is warm
and also gloomy.
The forest lavishes stillness
at night they are alone
the owls that watch.
The Trees falling on us, birds in their nests, threads left by snails. Suddenly a rumor was heard. I felt heat, ash. in my eyes
I felt the smell, and a scream, or it seemed to me.
The forest went into red panic.
The smoke choked more than the greenery.
The calculations and oracles,
the numbers, better,
said not to the forest.
They said that it was better not to cross alone.

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