Kindness is found
In the smallest of spaces,
And the ties that bind me
Are no longer the burden.
I've tasted the fruits of sadness
And woke up in a bowl of gladness.
You will find me growling
Beneath my tree of destiny
While my armoured tail
Breaks down the branches
So I can piece together
The fate I desire.
But I will keep my claws retracted
Until I find what I want,
And I will pounce
And I will take it for my own.
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