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@FrostPoem

I shook my attention back to the present, to the dark forest and the summer storm. Thunder faded into rumbling and rain lightened to mist. I ran my hands along slick boughs. Water trickled down my arms and over my breasts.

“Give me your blessing, please.”

All seemed hushed, like the land was listening. Trees parted to the north, branches curved low, forming a quivering tunnel.

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