#2551

Imagine you are born to run with a pack
yet there is no other like you in all the universes.

Imagine you are born to sing songs with your kin
yet they muzzle you with a sword through your mouth.

Imagine you are born to run, the hunt burning in your veins
yet they bind your legs with unbreakable bonds.

Perhaps this is what they meant
when they said you were born this way:

that you were destined to become a monster
because they never intended any other option for you.

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