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the beauty and the beast

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the beasts
awaken
a lone wolf howls
a owl mutters
the velvet sky
stirs and
the moon, a dollop of ice
the stars get a frost bite, amble
to the nearest exit
photosynthesis
the beast
weeps
and the its hairy face
becomes Deep Blue
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