Thoughts
She stood tall with her lizard-like skin
unafraid of the scorching sun
yet I felt sorry for her
they way one might feel sorry for a bug
before stepping on it.
Nightfall sailed like a lanky insurance salesman
unafraid of the barking dogs
but I only could pine for her
as they lunch on the dead ants.
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- home isn't
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- The Young Dame
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