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Domestication

Pine wafting through the

open layout of our house.

A million needles

waiting to be

swept up or

hidden under the rug.

The curious cat circles the tree

both meant to be wild,

but now domesticated

for the joy of human kind.

Why are we so selfish?

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stephanie-lynn
27 / F / American
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Nov 27, 2021
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