And god, please let the deer on the highway get some kind of heaven,
With tall soft grass and sweet reunion.
May the mice in oil and glue,
Have forever dry, warm fur and full bellies.
May the moths in the porch light go somewhere,
With a thousand suns that taste like sugar and get swallowed whole.
For if i am killed for simply living,
May death be kinder than man.
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Just posted a new short story in Poems and other short story, go read it and don't forget to leave a vote ;). I'm always open to advise and/or ways I could make stories better!!
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