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Coppercoil · M
I have a good streak that runs right through me and goes all the way to the core and takes root into the soil of my soul. Like a stalk and roots it nourishes and supports me throigh all manner of adversity. However, often even the best things have poisonous properties. Beware the inviting red berries.