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Published July 23, 2012 More Info »
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Published July 23, 2012
You flew to me briefly scaring my soul Your wings loud flutter captured me whole I swatted, you persisted a fickle blow I did strike I couldn’t be sure if you were the type that bites   It turns out you weren’t my heart steadied pace Regaining composition, I wiped the hair from my face Onlookers who were startled by my initial scream Now watch me with intent as I wipe my sweat clean   You seemed a little confused I worry about your sight Or was it simply an attack, did you mean to start a fight? Whatever the case, please try to avoid future attacks Now please excuse me, while I recollect my snacks