ERU!!!
Like animals
who hear the hunter approach,
who for fear cannot flee,
we cringe in terror
of the dark Unknown.
We sweat enough to float a ship
and whine from the itching
pains of our unwilling lent.
Respite is close
at a far distance
as we naively peer
into the black unknown
for solace from
what we know not.
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