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Claws

My far sight spies the small prey
scurry hurry to hide
Gliding on currents
uplifted by forces unseen
The moment of strike
swift and painful
Claws outstretched
Snatched from your scampering
A bloody mess
You are invited to
The feast of claws

*submitted to poetry competition Souls of Another Breed
Written by lynnlovesmetal
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