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A Poem: Group Therapy 

Gazelle: Yes, I am beautiful, yet always I am hunted. My beauty is a curse.
Lion: I take anything I want and I am always hungry, never satisfied.
Giraffe: I see so far ahead, I am wary of everything.
Hippo: Despite being always freshly washed, I am hopelessly ugly.
Alligator: Although famous for my smile, everyone runs away.
Elephant: Despite my dignity, I am always forced to labor or to entertain.
Rabbit: I must remain very still, ready to flee, as I have no defenses.
Snake: Call me.

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