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    Porccoon
    Porccoon
    It wasn't a fairy tale,
    or a novel.
    No, it was an escape route.

    All she ever knew to do was to hide;
    Wrapping herself in thin paper sheets,
    red ink dribbled from her throat, staining them.


    A small quiver

    A silent plea

    A hot tear.


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    For I rather get shot then see the world rot.
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