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Nov 2014
On occasion
trapped behind iron bars
in a corner far
the beast claws and scrapes
but make no mistake
its always there
so be aware
it's ready to rip and tare
sometimes suddenly it gets out
before the guards can shout
hunger
truly knows no bounds
but you know
I wouldn't want it any other way
otherwise
I wouldn't be
-  Just Arun
Arun C
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   Weeping willow and SPT
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