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I didn’t give into

my baser instincts

and turn the trees into people–

for fifty years,

at least,

I kept

wandering

and writing you

like

seeing my actions on paper

would make me cringe at the bad ones

so much

that I’d quit messing up.

But I never left the continent.

Never left the realm.

Because

those trees

planted seeds

in my heart

and I couldn’t go

where they wouldn’t grow.

But I wrote you

a lot

and I think

I made these words

make me

look good enough

for you to forgive me,

or love me,

or at least

understand.

So I won’t ruin

your belief in me

by telling you

the worst things

I did

to finish the summoning

spells.

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