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The Snake
The snake
It slithers around me
Putting on a show
As if I'm in control
But little do I know
It's charming me
Hypnotized
I give myself over
Allowing the fangs
To pierce my flesh
The venom
Paralyzing me
Smiling proud
At the feat
Begins the retreat
Into the grass
Disappearing
From my vision
I thought this
This was the test
To ...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 12:36 pm
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