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Little Lizard Dude
September 30, 2008
Mirage, mirage, I want a massage.
I am but a lizard.
A reptile that is whining.
My skin is so dry that I feel like crying.
The rocks were like flames.
…Help me, what is my name?
The sun goes down, I have reached the cliff.
Standing on the edge.
That is now nice and cold.
I look at the ground…..
WOW! That’s a LONG Ways down!
WHAT WAS I THINKING, JUMPING OFF!?
The air is fine and my skin is gray.
What comes over me?
NO, this CAN NOT BE!
A hawk’s shadow.
Will I get to see tomorrow?
© Anonymous
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