a broad life


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They attacked me with harpoon eyes

and razor like tongues

I was feeding their curiosity

and at the same time dying

My blood seemed to sooth them,

to quench their thirst

Spoke like they knew my soul

when the two had never met

I gave nothing

They took everything

and after sent me home

for my own protection.


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