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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


A vulture to the rescue..
What’s ahead looks obscure.
Ravens nibbling fortitude..
As soul defines solitude.
What is meant to be..
Turns out mayhem.
Spiders crawling benign..
Pointing towards a sign.
The world seems compressed..
In each other’s distress.
A walking stick..
Into the sturdy wall.
Blind folded..
Yet heavily molded.
What is meant to be..
Needs to realize.
What it’s disguise is all about..
Belief is ambiguous..
Self pity is preposterous.
The paws build a grip..
Too cautious to flip.
Ripping open the gut..
Pounces until it’s shut.
Travel past weird..
Begins the land of absurd.


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