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     I was turning into a tree
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                   Slowly, with frightening inevitability
                   The trunk stretched out from my hips My hands went
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                   numb                                                  .                       ,
                   turning into branches Fingers go numb A                                      .
                                                          .
                   Hair stretches upward, turning into foliage
                   And I trembled with excitement
                                                            ,
                       My body was bound by something ancient and
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                         .
                          .
                         .
                                .
                   wild. My knees trembled even when they
                                                                    -
                   already fused with the wood                         ,
                              .
                   My thoughts were tangled and chaotic, like leaves
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                   in the wind                            ,                   ,
                   And through it all                pleasure
                                   .
                   Deep Wild Out of control                                 .
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                                                 .
                                    .
                   I couldn't move I couldn't speak
                   But I felt             with every cell of                                     .
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                   my body, every moment                                .
                                            .
                   I was more alive than ever                     .
                                         ,
                                        Mermaid behind glass
                                                                             Immersion
                   Fifteen minutes later, the system released me
                   from its wooden grip
                   The outfit was removed, the roots disappeared, and
                                                                                           .
                   I was once again            ,                             ,
                   regained its usual confident appearance                                      .
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