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My abode is a cave I cannot crawl out of;
But one day, I’ll dispose of it as a caterpillar eats its leaf.
I hop, hop, hop away from the heat.
I need dark like a flower needs light.
I grow alone and have the chance of forever being
Enclosed.
Maybe one day I will escape and fly to freedom,
When I can tolerate being exposed to the sun,
Which I suppose feels like the heat that chases me.





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tor10jax said...
Aug. 31, 2009 at 1:00 am
I have no idea what it is, but I like this poem.
 
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