A damsel was found

Half dead

Fiery

The giant pondered its now wormish state

She would not fly again

Grazed, with pity

that does not apply to creatures such as these

It curled

All of its might

A spiral was formed

A final breath

A final twirl

In that moment I was so

proud

of the many creatures

who live to die

but Curl

With all their might

The giant recalled this bug

In a living dream they once had

They lost themselves just as they did

But the giant curled

With all their might

Natural creatures love here. Die here

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