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Killing, Dying For

it's overcast outside, threatening rain; she makes it through although with so much pain; she has just slain the snake that killed her pup, and though avenged, she falls, cannot stand up; she crawls back home to quench at last her thirst, to breathe her last right where she breathed her first!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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