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Lioness

LIONESS Bounding through the yellowed grass and dusty plains The Lioness swipes playfully at her siblings, claws covered Rolling haphazardly, tackled and pushed before the chase Grabbing tails and biting ears, the Lioness had no worries She had no fears. The winds shifted, sand thrown up A lion, large and mysterious – entered her path…

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Fears

Fears The man drags his feet, staring at the ground Brow furrowed, deep in thought – lost in his own world Time – never enough Self – they all want more Environment – running his life So lost, he bumps the shoulder of another troublesome soul… …Her train of thought jolted from her abusive, cheating…

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