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A poem about being a "furry." Short, but complete. |
| Fur and fluff, All around, People will say, And words will act. But without, I am not myself, Yet with, I cannot be. And without, I am not, But with, I am me. The shame and fear I bear, That is all I can take, Too many people think, But none really feel. Fur and fluff cannot stay, They say, But none know the struggle, Of PURE. HATE. |