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Flat, Like a joyless ode. No ups or downs, No peaks and valleys, Just the outstretched blank expanse of human emptiness Onto wh... -
My dog ran away last summer from a pair of dogcatchers. They chased him down an alleyway, and out into the streets. Picking his way thr...
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I found a little peace somewhere between free and incarcerated I found a little peace somewhere slathered in paint and wanderlust... -
The white panther pads Alight against the grey of winter Stalking through the cemetery Walking there alongside me The white panth... -
Even a blind hog finds a truffle every now and then. That's what the little voice tells me. After I string together a word o...
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A white feline appears from behind a gravestone, and saunters toward me unafraid. Affectionately it rubs against my left foot. It slin...
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