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There Can Still Be
Many Squirrels, But
I Feel Like A Bat.
I LOVE Bats, And
They Are Fascinating,
But They Might Be
Considered A
Walnut-Nosed And
Walnut Ears
Scurrying Airborn!
Horrifying Rat!!!
Which Isn’t Too
Popular, I Love 'Em,
Though, With Different
Words...
Imagine That.
Squirrels With Wings...
('Flying' Squirrels!)
Yeah, Those Aren’t Real...
Skin Flaps For A
Parkour Stupidity...
But NOT Flight.
Besides, One Of
Mine Is Twisted
And Blackened
And Broken,
From The Terrifying
Impact When I
Finally Touched
The Ground...
The Glistening Beauty
Of The Other... Glowing
Crystalline, Unbelievably
Still In Purity, But Abandoned...
Still Remains.
-Gray Squirrel
09-24-2025
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