Reclaiming the Whitespace

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  • The Fawn

    The Fawn

    The Fawn Gentle and warm She lays there silently Softly she rises and walks making no noise She keeps her head down “Don’t hurt me” she cries though big gentle eyes She makes herself as small as possible Trying to stay out of everyone’s way She doesn’t want to make anyone feel threatened Or bother…

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