In a world so far away,at the end of a closing day..

a little child was born and raised, deep in the forest on a hiden place..Mother,never saw his face.

Ancient spirits of the forest, made him king of boughs and trees..

He was the only human being..who lived in harmony, a perfect harmony..

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woods protected, fullfilled his needs..fruit by birds, honey by bees..

he found shelter under the trees, he grew up in their company..they became his family.

a thousand seasons they past him by, so many times he said goodbye..

when the spirits called out his name, the joy forever, forever to stay, the forest spirit he became..

Ancient spirits of the forest, made him king of boughs and trees..

He was the only human being..who lived in harmony, a perfect harmony.

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