The dove.
The dove was innocent. The dove was kind, thoughtful. She blamed herself though she was never at fault. And she never meet the fox, and it didn’t matter, he was only a bystander. And she never meet the man who shot either, and it didn’t matter, she took the blame. The dove was innocent…was…not anymore…she isn’t around to see what they did after.
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