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You and your brothers and sisters were taken one by one.
You remember snuggling with them and waiting, endless waiting.
The ogre master came and took them, never to return.
Then one day they came again and took you with three others.
They cut them, wriggling with pain from the ceiling.
Two gone and two left. The ogre grabbed your last friend.
You saw him bleeding from the ceiling, a scene more gruesome than hell.
You jumped from the table and ran to the pasture.
The dogs chased you, but you escaped their fury.
I was driving down the road and saw you. A little white ball.
Nothing more. I got closer.
Perhaps some trash. I got closer and found you shivering in a ditch.
A New Zealand. The ones with the least prospects of hope.
I picked you up and took you away.
You're safe now. You'll learn to snuggle, like the others.
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