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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


It isn’t just let go..
There’s a dark isolated road..
Filled excessively with snow.
It isn’t just I know..
There are eyes that stare..
Even when there isn’t a show.
It isn’t just slow..
There are times when awake..
When all there is a blatant glow.
It isn’t just a role..
There are parts which are played..
Unknowingly without soul.
Whereas wishes get stuck..
In a you know then what zone..
Where you are the known..
And you know exactly where you are going.


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