Hierarchy Hunger
All the once were lambs thought they were bigger than the truth
And used their teeth and their strength to harm those smaller than
themselves.
It's good to be alive. . .no, that's not it. ("Why not?")
The wolves came around and were smaller than these lambs but their
permission was gained to use teeth and the strength. . .
Wolves think good to be alive!
"Good truth."
Dear, deer truth.
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