Fair or not I am a pig
I eat and piss at life-giving soil
The cruel old man owns me
But I owe him nothing.
It's to the hospital or die
A casual remark
To one incapable of life
There's no solid guarantee I survive
But... I left.
Wide world, here I come
But first I need a rest.
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June 23, 2024
