i will admit, i don't know my way. the forest is dense and the path once worn is thick with overgrowth. i abandon my gaze and let my footsteps take me. right foot, left foot, right, i trip over treeroots that braid through the ground, empty veins of the surrounding woods. i catch myself and feel the warm earth in my hands. brushing the dirt off my
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