Samson One: Hope

Samson One: Hope

by Delilah

The Man was very sick- The Man needed me to watch him. then it was the Box. i was there for many days.

many days, many days, i smelt death even though they were very young and very strong and very loyal and there were many. the little ones see me through the wire always cold on my nose when i greet them- i smelled cold but it was hot and dry and summer.

the cold was there when Dahlailah came and took me home. my name is Samsuhn here too and she needs me too. i can do it.

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