"Night is young" some will say, walking under the moon's bright glaze. You only live once, you know that much to be true, but poor decisions shift your view.

You tell yourself "just this once", surly no one will know, that I trust. But upon your eyes all you see, visions of love and freedom and true glee. Though something is off, at least from what you know, they have tails and muzzles and eyes that glow.

"What is this?" you ask yourself. Lined with fur, pressing heat, voices of joy and loves sweet treat. But human now never more, for this you ask yourself, "what for?".

To be yourself is to let go, to let your true desires flow. To be animal in nature, but now physically too? You look inside and ask yourself "what is true?" is humanity really this skewed?

But despite your initial feelings, you look at those around you; from floor to ceiling. What does true happiness mean if not to let go? If not to let yourself be blinded by real life's snow.

You cautiously at first, decide to join in. It feels good, like you for once truly fit in. Over time you learn what it means to be free, that what you are doesn't restrict what you can be...

To live is to learn, and to learn is to love... and to love is to truly be free. [END]

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