she just loves acorns, berries, small bunnies
and grasshoppers too
her sporadic slothfulness
always makes her imagination runs wild
how she wishes
that all of her favourites can be mashed together
creating a smoothie-like substance
chilled, consumed while reading her favourite comic
on scorching hot day like this
she runs
and runs with her short, muscular legs
runs without a definite direction
and ponders
the uncertainties that bring nothing
other than miseries
and calamities
however
she never feels this high
hence keeps on running
how awfully she loves running like this
that she keeps on running
running astray
the sun almost rises
she needs to go back desperately
to her favourite spot in the woods
her hard yet comfy rock bed
so she can still be calm
despite the episodic blues
that strikes hard
throws herself in a deep sleep
washing away all of the absurdities
with the silence of the woods
and the beautiful smell of the moist leaves
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