Born To Be Prey
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Arrows can pierce anytime on my back
I run hard with my green soul
No one gave me a shelter
I saw the door of a cave
I leapt forward fearlessly
And accepted an outroar
I became his prey.
(Tribute to Poet A.Ayyappan)
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