Ghosts of the hopeless
Live there
Within the glory
Of the woven green
A mystical fantastic
Life spun forest
God's hand is evident
In the complex creation
Where plants and animals
Dwell
So beautiful and perfectly silent
The ghosts scream without sound
For this is holy ground
Never to be disturbed
By the hope of man
The dead live there
Taken there
By their own hands
The Suicide Forest
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