The Path Least Traveled

By shitluck

You Know What Time It Is.

We live in the woods where the moisture lingers, we die in the open where the sun blisters. We thrive when the sky rumbles and the trees bring us what we desire. We are all different; some of us will like you, some will hate you, some will be indifferent, and some will change your mind forever. Touch us if you dare, but be careful what you eat.

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