stripes
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“Zebra Baby,”
The words echoed.
A label for an animal,
Yet it was meant for me.
Did I have stripes on my skin?
Is that why eyes trailed along my length in public?
In the jungle hiding, watching, lurking around
Making sure to stay way down low
Stalking the prey that may not live, to see another day
The majestic beast will close in without a sound
