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2016-02-03 23:51:33 Post No. 7657778
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2016-02-03 23:51:33
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Hi /lit/
I haven't written anything in years but I've been an avid reader most of my life. Anyway I'm going to post a short piece I wrote and just want feedback. Shit on it if you please, whatever. I just want any sort of feedback good or bad.
The Writing prompt was just: Corpses are seeds.
Forests are nature’s graveyards. Mother nature is our Sexton. One can’t help but take a stroll through the woods and wonder of the lives that were, that could have been. Our mothers are trees and our fathers flowers. We’re all the same. Some say when you die you get to choose what your body becomes, may it be a tulip or a great redwood tree. Others are more sceptic and believe whatever happens is random. A complete scientific rebalancing of the chemicals in our bodies with the nature around us. I find nothing more comforting than knowing that after a life of taking a reaping from the land in death I can finally repay my debt.