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Written by Stacie Withers on Wednesday the 27th of January 2010
As if wishing made it so,
a sentient creature built of flesh and
arrogant misunderstanding of my own ability,
invaded my rainbow solitude.
A lion, with a roar that halted all
hopes for sleep.  Staring upward,
looking at the colours of a fictional
world, and wondering what separates it
from his own, he steadily overtakes my
previously immaculate privacy.

Chewing, tearing and scratching at only
the most expensive of my possessions,
he senses the value in destruction and is
defiant.  Milking my very existence of
fuel and fire, he is a savage on four legs.
Bum in the air and no shame.