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They'll Eat Me

I thought that I had turned

One of my characters

Into a

Sacrificial lamb.


A

‘Canary

In the coal mine’


To warn society

About what

We are

Becoming.


But as I looked at myself in the mirror one morning

While brushing my teeth

A shock of fear shot through my soul

And shook me.


The character isn’t the canary . . .


I am.


And society will come soon


To eat me.



-C.H.

 
 
 

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