Before she was here, there was always fear Sometimes I'd wake in the night
I might shake in hate or fright. It's different now, it's changed somehow
Though I can't see, I know next to me it's warm and soft. The form I
boffed It stirs and purrs The whiskers make a fat face (A bad relation
for a transmigration).
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