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Those who come
Within these woods
Hear the drum
That no-one could
Escape or run
To hide away
For those who come
Will always stay
Within the walls
This house alone
For all its sins
Cannot atone
Those who come
Will come alone
If you’d be free
Then never see
How dark the woods
Can come to be
It’s death itself
For those too slow
So never come
Never come and go

(c) Helen M Valentina 2019