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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 think of..
Then I loose..
What I was thinking.
When I choose..
To forget..
Everything comes..
Back to me..
Over thinking.
Holding on..
Took a deep breath.
Slow down..
On thinking.
I close my eyes..
And follow the words..
That come to me.
While thinking.
Sinking into the past..
Picking the ones..
From the cast..
Who gave me..
Reasons to think..
Thinking of the pieces..
Mimicking a life..
Forming chunks..
Truncating into..
Reflections depicting..
A somewhat stoic glory.


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