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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


Not everyone will miss you.
Not everyone will love you.
Not everyone will see you.
Nor seek you..
Or hold you..
And not everyone will understand you.
Not anyone will make you cry.
Not anyone will fetch you lie.
Not anyone will take you.
Or shake you.
And push the world for you.
If that one does..
If that one you find.
Then even a single moment counts.
And even a nickel mounts.
That one can be anyone among everyone.
But if that one did pause time.
It’s not to be considered mime.
Yet No one is left..
No one can get lonely.
And no one goes dark.
Holding onto the last bark..
But no one is brave teaches you love.
When no one is around.
Standing aloof in the crowd..
Bruised yet healing proud.


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