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Friday, October 15, 2004


The Fear of the Known
I walk into something I already know, but my heart still pounds, my tail tucked between my legs, my ears flat against my head. I am ready to pounce: such the occassion arise. Slowly advancing, with each step I can hear the tapping of my paws. I know what lays beyond the corner. But do I want to see it?
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