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Snailgate

Last night
a snail died in the Kalahari desert
having been dumped there by a civilized man
  
It tried to make its way to a water hole
but there was never really any hope for it
once the sand started scratching away
at its underbelly

The snail died screaming
torn to pieces by the coarse sand  
then boiled by its own blood

It was bound to happen
the only question, was how long it'd take
for nature to run its course
Written by lepperochan (CraicDealer)
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