i felt your cold hand touching
my neck, i could hear your breath
a hissing sound and you were gone
i could see your wings flapping
close to my legs; then you kick me
it hurts; i'm awake to see gander
i retracted my legs quick; away
from its angry beak; very scary
i stand up and he went away
i started to trace what transpired
you are watching me; your soul
even you are so far; that's cool
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