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Jashtober days 16 & 17!! So proud of 17. (No, that is not the jash. 😔)
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My parents did that with me, and I turned out fi- oh. Oh yeah.
Maybe I should’ve known romantic love was a lost cause
   for me when I fellÂ
More in love with the moon than any person;Â
When my soul ached for one more minute under the stars,Â
Rather than the company of someone else.Â
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Or maybe I should’ve known when the forest beckonedÂ
    me home—
Craggy trails and footstep-less dirt singing a siren’s song.
When disappearing into the wild seemed more right
Than handing someone my heart;Â
When emerald pines and russet ground seemed a moreÂ
     welcome place
Than someone’s embrace.Â
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Or maybe there was no way to know.Â
Maybe it always would’ve been this—
the moon and the stars and the trees and the earth—
the persistent sense of wrong—
the slow discovery, the quick recovery—
Maybe, in the end, it would always have been like this.
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—Hindsight (y.c.)