i write these words for an angel,
she is lying down in pain.
i write these words fighting for her
i write, like a warrior of a queen.
i am the smoke cloud for the angry bees
and poison dart for the angry beast
i write these words as her protector and
i pray to see her rise, rise from her misery
the desert rain and human pain,
it doesn't last long
the hare eventually learns to dodge the tiger
and there are survivors in the arctic cold
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