because even in your brokenness you defend your nest
your mind 200 mph never at rest
your curiosity a wanderer roaming freely
as you crush your opponent's intellect bluntly
because they adapt to almost every habitat in the world
and i can only imagine how you'd be to your girl
your heart so loyal to your mates
territorial of your hoarded treasured space
i agree, if afterlife were such a thing
i think you'd fly and sing
i think you'd be a peregrine falcon
Because you answer when your people beckon
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