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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 do things
Right when 
Raises eyebrows
Chases my shadows
That looks so imperfect

I say words.
That when heard..
Seems incorrect
Which they 
How rude
That I meant
Quiet the opposite
Without a dialect
Just thrown towards imperfect

I draw
Lines that don't align
As who listens
And acts like they hear
But a door 
Thats shown to me
Is reject
While abstinence
Goes Imperfect


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