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Fingertips catch the hum, the static electric, low throated, zipper pull moaaaaannnnn of a large cat locked in some forgotten room. An empathetic burn between my tense shoulders as a beast like fire roaaaaarrrrrrrsss into life with a strike at a night without stars. My blind hands fear nothing as they strain towards claws sharp with years of contempt and hurrrrrttttt. Undaunted, I reach out to feel you.
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 2:17 AM UTC
Cages
Fingertips catch the hum, the static electric, low throated, zipper pull moaaaaannnnn of a large cat locked in some forgotten room. An empathetic burn between my tense shoulders as a beast like fire roaaaaarrrrrrrsss into life with a strike at a night without stars. My blind hands fear nothing as they strain towards claws sharp with years of contempt and hurrrrrttttt. Undaunted, I reach out to feel you.
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 2:17 AM UTC
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