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I am the wondrous cat being drawn in by curiosity. Though it may lead to my demise, I proceed only with the thought of the possibility..that me, i could be, set free by this slim yet real possibility..and though not probability; i still venture through this quest..with my heart on my sleeve yet pounding through my chest..Is this Newton's First Law, because i feel like an object at rest, but i've been acted on by an unbalanced force..My soul is in motion but i have no choice..the mystery of you is blowing my mind..in my dictionary, you have not yet been defined..so i ponder you with an innocent stare, nothing to beware, my glare wasnt made to scare..it's just this curiosity..do i seem like a monstrosity, with this strange abnormality, just an absurdity, cause you see, i am just a cat, that should have been killed by that, we call an inquiring mind or officiousness. Though bliss, does this, with a yetful dismiss..seem strange yet deep like an abyss or am i amiss with all yet none of this. I could go on and on, but this cat on this drum, is almost done. Realize I am the cliche "Curiosity Killed the Cat" and with that I end this rhyme, killing me softly this is my time. But yet I lay motionless, victum of the most lovely crime.