Clarice Thao Dong
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She lives all by herself, silently and normally
But inside that shell, a wilderness is raging for free
Waiting for neglect minds somehow may hear
The moan of a monster
The moan of a poor monster
As harmless as just be tamed
Can not escape but can not be kept
So inaudible a drop of a sound
And in the agony, smell the blood she paints.