The mountains, where we used to dwell,
Now abandoned by us gone down
Into the valleys, where fields compel
Conformity and endless labor,
The mountains are now the abode
Of animals and spirits living in the
Deep green the gods bestowed,
The woodland, freed of humans,
Becomes unapproachable because
It can, the once familiar forest
Grows back into the wild it was...
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