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Dogs greet, everytime, they meet, they meet, everytime, like the first time, pushing their, wet nose against you, to play, everytime an urge to, rush and stay.. while sleeping, when aproached, their tail, would still keep dancing, while digging their, sniffs onto their toys, they come to you, all jumpy and pouncing, with eyes seeking, approvals... They keep you protected, in a manner like, no one else, they check if you are okay, and follow you, to a cave or, a shabby mess.. They make requests, which even though, hit rejects, doesn't end up, reflecting stature, rubbing themselves, all over you, they sit alongside, as if they are, always ready for the ride, whenever... If it's late, They wait, If it's hate, They relate, If it's tears, They seek to distract.. Trust me, At some point they do, Have the power to read your mind.. They come to check, On you at night, They always acknowledge, That you are right, Your daughter just adores it's presence, Even though more ofte


There is a path where we all travel alone,
You follow someone until one day that someone becomes a no one..
The light which leads you through the path is a myth,
There is darkness and treachery  underneath the sheath.

Sometimes you do the people way and at times the other way,
Until you finally learn to persuade..
You strive for a companion throughout 
Even when you find many until 
You decide you don't need any..

In the beginning you kept account for each and every step,
After which you heedlessly skipped a lot of steps..
Your pace dragged you into a blind diversion..
And suddenly you discover a path of illusion.

You narrow down your ways and the path becomes steeper,
You have become weak and the weak have become stronger..

The journey slows down and that someone whom you followed is nowhere to be found..
Your close associates have sufficed to those who cared for their presence..

You are left out wandering for a distinct essence..

Walking and humming along into another epic of success...


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