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Feb 2015
The wind howls through the trees
But this does not affect me.
I sit in the tree, up high
Feeling like I can fly.

I hear a Bang and a Crash
And then I know this cannot last.
I follow the sound, follow the noise
I see him there, ready and poised.

His hand raised above his head
I jump in front, so he hits me instead.
The dog scatters, the fist comes down
And I fall in a lump on the ground.

I run away, back to my tree
Where nothing can affect me.
I sit at the top, I cannot lie,
I feel safer in the sky.
kattrinsart
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kattrinsart  24/F/somewhere in the UK
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