The silence broke at her raw cry,
Her anguish fresh against the sky.
Once more a cat she'd grown to love,
Who's spirit fit, like hand in glove
And pushed back darkness in her mind,
Had met a circumstance unkind.
A screech of brakes, his soul lock tear,
It felt the last straw she could bear.
Her sky, once blue, now faded black,
Her demons freed to fresh attack.
But left a light to show the way
His kitten sister still at play.
Back from the brink, she's traveled far,
Her little Peek-A shining star.
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