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The Panther
The panther inside me awakens gets up and languidly stretches He gazes from side to side He starts to pace back and forth
The is his place - no one else dares to come here or he will kill them Very simple - just like that He tears them to pieces and Swallows the pieces whole
You may think he does not look fierce, Well, then he wants something,' his desire is so powerful he can't control his wanting. It is hard to resist him for he will bother you until you give it to him or do it for him.
How I am trying to hold that hungry car in check I am distracting him, monitoring, praying, and doing whatever i can to control his emotions and the wildness of his desire
Now, becoming calmer, the cat turns to me and smiles,- not to me but knowing me, knowing what I am and what I want to be.
The panther inside me rubs against my leg. I belong to him, we are attached, we are one Bright yellow eyes follow me wherever I go......
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