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Snake


Left, Right, Up, Down

Circles and zigzags

Slither, Slither, Slither

All to find a black dot

 

But is the snake searching

For that black dot

Or running from the ones

It already found

 

Trapped in a box

It knows nothing else

The walls are poison

And so around it goes

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