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You are a wolf
Clawing and glaring at me with those malicious eyes
But tender and soft
With a touch
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I stood there, staring
Staring at the lifeless form.
Hearing faint sounds of voices in the background
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My form is like the world

Filled with different emotions
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The old man walks the broken streets of the land
Few bodies decorate the rubble path
“Indeed this is life” he thought
The young boy walked to the market
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I sit on this chair waiting for the words
Secluded, I look at the never seen wonders of the bird
My mind strolls off to the unspoken words that could be mine
To the bird that assembles on the electricity line
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I loved how the rain danced down synchronizing,
As if they were the same shades of colour
And of course my little mind would discover and search the world,
The world of imagination
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