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Weekly Contest #320
(Sensitive Content Warning: There is a little blood, restraint, and implied violence.) I grew up in a clearing filled with wild blueberry bushes, surrounded by an ancient forest awash in a sea of bright green ferns. My bare feet grazed over rock and root, branch and moss, dirt and sand, vibrating where toes touched down. The trees enfolded me in their knotted arms and whispered secret affirmations when I was too exhausted to go on. The streams taught me how to spring eternal and to ripple past doubts and droughts and anything trying to take ...
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