MY FURRY CHANGE, by michelle hoult
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Awaken forest brighten
Flying high my sense
A rot of mildew
Encapsulated
The scurry of tiny feet
Hearts beating faster
Fear abreast on crested winds
The distance shouts of calling
A knowing glance do cast
I run to them
I stood amidst such beauty
A form now changed in time
A cosmic change afoot
A feeling oh so heavenly
My four legs firm and true
A longing now is past
I am in paradise
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Posted: 2010-12-09 21:59:48 UTC |
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