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Of Lost Dogs
Your eyes, warm chestnut
brown and soft with love,
I sense trace my soul.
Soul indeed to soul, walking
the ways of devotion.
Six padding feet you and I,
year upon precious year.
Until the long and
winding path narrows,
fades to a withering,
and the six padding feet,
become two.
November 2025
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Bless you Carnation ❤️
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That's beautiful, fishman, and definitely tugged at my heart.
On the road of experience, join in the living day. If there's an answer it's just that it's just that way.
When you're looking for space and to find out who you are...When you're looking to try and reach the stars.
It's a sweet, sweet, sweet dream; sometimes I'm almost there
Sometimes I fly like an eagle, sometimes I'm deep in despair.
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That’s sweet of you to say Poppy thank you ❤️
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