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Wild cages
coming
to me
through the monkey’s chatter
birds screeching
cawing
clawing
at the cages
and the chatter
at the color
swaying
around me
swirling
dancing
whirls of moths
caged tigers scream
oh how I long
would love
them to be
free
in loving exultation
of vibrance
and life