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I can't resist a wooded lane,
with forest on either side,
like a battlefield reminiscent
of the running of the tide,
where no one knows if land or sea
will have the final say,
or whether the woods will overcome
roads keeping the trees at bay.
Oh, Nature and Man are at it again,
with saplings sent forth to battle
the blacktop laid down by men.
November 2001