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She wants to be fearless,
to be full of disregard,
for all of the people,
who always make her drop her guard.

She sleeps with the lions,
dreams of blood and bone and rams.
But her stomach is empty,
because she can’t slaughter lambs.

In desolate acres,
over miles of forgotten land,
she longs for the peace of mind,
others find by their own hand.

All of the illusions,
that rip and tear into her eye,
shroud her in sorrow,
lead the lions to wither and die.


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