Sunday, May 13, 2018

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There are millions looking for you
Wanting to kill you for sport
I understand your fear
But we are not all like that
Some look at you for your beauty
For your strength and regal glory
So, please run free Milord
Tell your kind to run when they can
Hide when they have to
Some of us still love you

And we want you here for a very long time

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