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Feral

you cannot shoot,
skin, or mount
the wildest of beasts;
he looks through
my eyes.

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  • sheltered
    February 7
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    smack


  • Kiddy
    February 6

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    Well said... even you can't do anything with him... always it's a big question to answer 'who you are'. The answer can't be a short one... Though we try to figure out what we are we may miss something for sure...

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    Kiddy