Newt vs. Lizard
They are still amiss about you and I.
But you are bound to land you live on.
Half your size, where has the rest of you gone?
Did you see that bird that is flying high?
Thefear can now be seen in your evil eye.
By making a change did you hope to be like a swan?
The birds enjoy the severed look you don
And even then it is, your own blood you cry.
And yet, the one with less defense, has more
Of the freedom to travel in water
And land. when I need to run I do not
Leave myself behind to be forgotten like your
Own tail you have forgotten. I alter
Myself while growing up. You, I am not.
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