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Astray: A Poem Analysis

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Witness this ankle biter. He's just learning to breath fire with forever closing eyelids. Defending the judgements he alligiant to. Screaming, believing he's a fawn lead astray consumed by thick knotted red clay Those in prayer are his prey. We weep for souls forever on their knees in the holy city. With no sympathy for bigotry and misguided belief Dazzling dime-piece fodder, peddled by a proctor, amongst a patch of tigers. She's maintaining a lifestyle she's accustomed to. She's accustomed to winning each and every pardon or spreading ashes 'cross the garden. Slumped over in the parlor with no water to tread. A gold calf, unimpressed. The casting of spells could be all she cares for. But, the sneakiest snake charmer who wears currency

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