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    • Oct 26, 2018
    • 1 min read

Hawks and Lizards

What should I do

I am surrounded by hawks

And I’m a lizard.

Scurring to find shelter.

My fake smile is shelter

Pretending to care

But as the hawks dive in for the kill

I run

Into my shelter hoping to live another day.

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