died in his sleep calm the beast that lives in the zoo.
died satisfied, leaving behind a small world, with a stupid smile.
The man who cleans the zoo, when found, it has a sad heart. But sorry for himself.
We cry for those who always remains, when a good friend goes away.
The Scream that offered little hope everyday no longer exists, even in power.
Not even the great beast has done it. Not present in the dignity not to starve. Or a broken heart.
By the time the man had been taken, the beast was already in place. Maybe he
of memories, the beast. Perhaps they had the man.
It is said that animals, at least some animals, have short-term memory.
recall only remote facts. Deep feelings recorded. Imprinting.
A day to forget day to be in prison. And to have a full belly.
The man who sweeps the floor thinks only of himself, watching the beast, now eternally without memory.
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