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The forests child

There's a kid inside my forest

Roumer says they like to bark

People say they're our kind

But finding the truth ain't that hard

Even if they're misunderstood 

I think they're going far

Cause for a kid in a forest

They've got a real strong bark

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◄ The thoughts at the end of camp

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