Saturday, April 30, 2011

I Didn'T Want To Waste It All Sleeping Comments

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The old dog is gone and now even his touch is going away;
Soft beds of earth he wallowed out beneath the bushes,
Trails he wove in the drying grass, around the foundations-
Now blurring with time. The new dog doesn't walk the same paths,
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