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The morning erupts          on little cat feet A flick of the tail          a breath exhaled               too fast at the end of a leap and then A paw,     placed on lid's soft fan of lash breath whirring, throaty, warm          nose             to          nose eyes still closed Then          open Thwack – A stunning velvet attack     innocent lids           unwarned     warm sheets      no safe haven The morning erupts     on little cat feet.