Every pair of eyes has a soul
A Roster is crowing in the yard
Its eyes are burning, bright.
A hen is crowing in the yard
Its eyes are beautiful, bright.
They are Miserable these animals
That eat creatures
Which are not much different from them.
Every pair of eyes has a soul
That she suffers, loves, is afraid
And wants to live happily
3.11.06
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