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Oct 2015
Tears fall down my face
Empty hours that I am trapped
Inside a quiet and fearful space.
No place that people seem to understand
When this rodent needs space and land
To be around others like himself.
He tries to communicate but his words lead him to another misunderstanding.
Broke and without a way to roam
His spirit weakens and starts to die
Is there no way out of this cage?
This rodent curls in his cage's corner
Where he lies.
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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