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My mother says,

"You've got to stop,"

She pleads over the ants burnt against

The concrete.

"Because good

And you will be rewarded."

Where's

The blue eyed boy at, then?

She's a liar.

I find a cat

In my yard.

I save

That cat.

And I

Am sorry.

He will

Not want me

To save him

Any more.

That cat

Did not

Mean anything

To me.

He does.

I'm afraid

To look at him.

But I do it

Anyway.

He is still

Beautiful.

I still want

Him.

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