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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


Please don’t follow..
As I am nothing but a hollow.
Not a soul can peep through..
Not a soul can leap in.
It’s a burrow..
Day by day getting narrow.
Dark and shallow..
Don’t you follow.
As the roots have dried..
With false pride.
Promises glide..
In the splash of high tide.
There’s an empty tomorrow..
Hiding sorrow.
Don’t you follow.
Echoing solitude..
From every altitude.
The dilemma unforgiving..
The gratitude unsoliciting.
A thorny pebble to swallow..
Don’t you follow.
What you seek is a meadow..
With a glass touch of mellow.
Rather than a shadow..
That will vanish abruptly.
Don’t you follow.


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