Lore of the Forest
She knew the lore
Never enter the forest
On the night of the new moon
Just old stories
With warnings unheeded
She ventured into the night
Following the darkest path
Caressing the broad trunks
And strong limbs
In the morning
A sapling sprouted
From the ground
Where she had lain
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Lore of the forest ... became lure of the forest. Well done.
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