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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


I watched a butterfly..
That would dance its way..
Within my folded hands..
Sticking to my fingers..
A soothing touch by its ends
It would sing by its wings..
Sizzle with the morning drizzle..
With every possible glee..
Reminding me of free..
Flapping by my ear..
It would steer..
My inner to be clear..
Of the constant clutter that..
Dampens the mind..
And refuses to flutter.


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