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I am at his beck and call.
Says it’s him or not at all.
Bending at the knee I fall
Eyes wide open, looking up
Sweating, waiting to disrupt
Yelling at myself, SHUTUP!
Sinister commands are flowing
Soak in all that red light glowing
My eagerness dares at showing
His growl is deep, it dominates
There’s no time for debates
His sound bids and captivates
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