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The Lizard
the lizard lay
motionless
not dead,
just content
soaking in the golden rays
bathing in the summer warmth
nestled soundly
atop his rock
eyeing the rising sun
and minding the heat
sure to follow
soon to drain the life from his limbs
dry the life
from his domain
and soon, each breath
grows heavy with the weight of the last
not quite on pace
...Friday 3rd March 2023 6:06 am
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