Ivy and Katara
Two cats,
All they do is fight.
Chase each other every day.
Claw, hiss, blood is drawn.
Settle. The daily brawl is done.
Now we stare out the window,
absorbing the sun as the birds fly by.
Our tales slam to the ground.
We ready to pounce on the unsuspecting prey,
only to find we are blocked by a glass window.
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