Brushing leaves from her face as she does. The coolness of the forest ends, it is bright. The comfort of her home, the camouflage gone. Her long chestnut hair blends into one with her body and covers her breast She walks unsure, unsteady on four legs She has never before left the forest. Into this new world, nothing like her own She stamps a hoof and her tail swishes. She knows she has to make the journey All of her kind eventually does. And with the knowledge she will always be welcome She takes her first tentative steps Into the Unknown. Outside of the forest, The cocoon she has grown up in, Experiences are limitless. She feels like flying, her heart soars, She is free.
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