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The Cat With Nine Lives
As the bandit wind sneak into our room to inject us with uncozy wind,
We cuddle our pillow of distress with overgrown limbs.
Our ancient soul immunized against all odds and grind
We are cats with nine lives, familiar with treatment of grim.
As we return to our rooms shared with mice and lice,
We lie but woke, awoke by the silent cry of the creaking night.
We cry for light but know not our rights
We are blind to our dome, but can't we see the whites? ? ? .