Naked as a newborn,
The elements attacked my skin and eyes,
Leaving flesh and mind torn,
I woke up with the sun upon my face,
Blood, now, my body's clothes,
Dark in spots by leaves and mountains shadows,
'Round me sounds of animals no one knows,
They walk with me in the forest's dark depths,
Poised to pounce then vanish,
Struck with the same wounds, addled as I am,
Searching for a safe niche,
But there is none,
Not if you're still living,
The more protected, the less in the world,
No understanding without misgiving.
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