***Premonition***
Lost dogs and cats
Fleeing from the thunder
Find themselves picked up
Premonitions of disaster
Which made them flee
Gain ground when not collected
A single pin prick ends
Their fortnight of captivity.
Poetry derived by me, on this world, this life. Some I understand, some I feel, some I know, some I search for I the words I write.
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