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The Goddess. {poetry}

  The tiger has awakened. I cannot control her. She’s been bound too long. Dormant. She’s hungry, aching for satisfaction and searching. Smells her prey. Wants to pounce. I try to hold her back, but she is too strong. When the right moment comes, she will attack. I must protect  ...

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