I am the one who dwells in the forest. But I'm not for you to find.

To treat my heart so gently, for it breaks so easily.
In everything that was, there could be no warmth nor light.
It is in my greatest effort I carefully tread through my own confusion.
My thoughts are my greatest strength and weakness.
There is only clarity in solitude.
The only place I can find peace.

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