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death (c)row
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the bloody bit of feather maintained
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body warmth clutching a stuffed pussy
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(which it held as if it were an egg);
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it stabbed my pet cat
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with its talons till it was dead.
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4 May 07


(define the words in this poem)



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this is just plain weird.
 — unknown

right. sorry.
 — unknown

Tunnel vision, just focus on what you think is relevant
cool poem
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