Tiger
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Here I am
Am not free
But I can see
I can feel the power
Am full of sorrow
But I’m too strong
I can behave
I have my pride
I roar loud
You will kill me
Before I kill you
That’s my fate
That’s why it is too late
I walk alone
Supple, lithe and agile
You are afraid
Because I look into your soul
You’ll meet me again
Behind the gilded cage
As you admire me
I’ll discover your very personal deep beauty
Written by Johannes Schneeberg
© 2018 Johannes Schneeberg
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