Do
That deer, is Not A Deer.
Re
I cannot feel the sun.
Mi
My name; it knows my name.
Fa
My legs refuse to run.
So
My soul is full of dread.
La
It's eyes begin to glow.
Ti
It tunnels through my head.
That will end my life with-
- he/him
[no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end][writer investigating worlds that don't exist]
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