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Burning Cat

I dreamed a dream about a cat
who purred and sniffed around
a fire some kids had set
behind the school.
The fire danced
in her eyes
and she snuggled
close to it as it
reached up to the sky.

Run away little cat,
I told her via telepathy.
She never heard me
or maybe she did
and didn't want to run
because when the fire
singed her tail,
she brushed closer
and then it melted her.

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