Jack, the Aldabra

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He moves with great weight,
stomping reptilian feet on the ground.
I sit by his enclosure.
He levels his head up with mine,
dark eyes glistening.
I move to pet his gigantic shell
and dry, scaly head.

You are a god,
I think to myself.
A colossal, lovely
god.





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