Even an Amazing Animal Must Die
I used
to run
in my
youth, my
lungs a
billows
that did
not fill
or close.
But then
I grew
past the
age when
my legs
began
to shake
& my
heart beat
strangely
at the
coming
footsteps
of men
from the
other
village.
I beg
you, please
do not
tell them
that I
fear all
things that
once I
did not
fear, please
know what
I was
& not
what I've
become.
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