but what about the poem that could heal a dragon?

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i wrote it for me but he was listening he paused his fire and tilted his monster head was about to kill but got confused what are these words doing to this moment?

i thought i hated you, said the dragon, but now i can’t remember why. this sorcery pie has got me all jolly and that ain’t my normal way ‘cause that ain’t’ my nature. i was taught to distrust you, fear you, eliminate you but i lost the thread. what was the reason? the point? who told me this was the way? they say dragons gonna be dragonin’ but i keep burning beautiful things and singed hate don’t burn bright and i don’t wanna do this no more and i liked your poem about the tree and i think it can happen yes i’m sure of it i can feel it behind my scales i took a fire breath and one fire breath led to another fire breath led to another fire breath and it finally happened

nature has changed my nature