Wounded Puma

Wounded puma
Limped through the forest
On her own
There’s no comfort
Others could provide
Only to hide
In a dark cave
To lick wounds
Growling at any who approach
No kind offering
Of a fresh kill
Could end frightful frustrations
Body not working right
Not functioning as it should
When will it end
Licking the pain
Massaging it away
In magical hopes it’ll end

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