poem
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cheese
you taste delicious though my delight is fleeting, ouch, my tummy hurts Continue reading
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loss
I could feel the bones in your back, though you purred against my hand, your eyes were half-closed, and I knew. I think you did, too. it was a cloudy day on the brink of winter, and the bad news fell like an anchor, I kept saying goodbye long after you couldn’t hear it anymore. Continue reading
