They’ve taken me to the slave auction three times in my life. The nights before are always the worst - I can’t sleep, just stand in my cage cryin’ soft, fearin’ what kind of master I’ll get next.
But when the bidding starts, somethin’ changes. I catch the glint in the buyers’ eyes as they look my way - that spark that tells me they want me for their land, their work, their farm.
And right then, I can almost feel their looks and plans pressin’ against my skin.
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