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Home Megan Jafarace longing fills my branches my heart hollow as a log i yearn to be a large, tall hemlock once again but that dream is long washed away by the rain and thunderstorms that shook my heart that day in a forest yet consumed with loneliness now i am only a log and young trees stand hardy i crave the warmth of my home why do i lie in the same place still broken and cracked my heart murmurs too much change
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“Into the Woods,” photo by Jordan Jeffreys 31
