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Click hereThey live small lives, mice.
They groom their tails like eating corn, fight, hide to eat,
I guess that they love each other because they sleep in little piles.
They live short lives, two years at most and it is a risk to get attached
But as I watch them pair up for a run on the wheel
I realise that all our attachments are finite
And I will love them for all their short lives or risk loving no one at all.
Good poem but it needs to be tightened up some. Here's a quick rewrite to give you an idea of other ways to handle the poem. Hope you find some of it useful.
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Mice live small lives,
groom their tails, like eating corn.
I guess they love each other
because they sleep in little piles.
Mice live small lives
with risk of attachment, but I watch them pair up
for a run on the wheel and realize
that all our attachments are finite.
I will love them for all their small lives
or risk loving no one.