But those trees! Those trees!
Those Truffula Trees!
All my life I'd been searching
for trees such as these.
The touch of their tufts
was much softer than silk.
And they had the sweet smell
of fresh butterfly milk.
I may lose faith, but at least I have faith to lose. I flip coins so they lie face up, that way someone else can have good luck. I always carry tigers eye, because I believe I deserve to be protected. I have a tendency to live in superlatives.
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