The Cat on My Wall

A cat sat on my garden wall.
Its eyes burned like a fire.
I watched it nearly half an hour,
Then off it quickly ran.

I sat awhile, with curtain drawn,
My life upon that wall.
The cat was gone, still I stayed on.
It’s strange how life seems planned.

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