Four legged man who is at peace
Even when my spirit is misfiring
Never leave my side even if I forget
You're behind me and my heel
Strikes your paw long suffering friend
It wasn't on purpose I promise
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The Penultimate Pleasures
PoetryA collection of poems meant to embody the ongoing struggle of souls seeking shelter in modernity. (Let me know what you think:)
