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The Caged Tiger
Under tight skin built for my home.
Claws dulling on simulation and rocks,
Hunted meat bland and tasteless.
Let the quick silver flow be it ruinous and toxic.
Remove the gold collar,
Destroy the papers and ownership.
The jungle awaits me treacherous and wet.
Prey, you know not what I am,
You will not survive the hunt.
I am coming for you.
You will invite my return.