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Trust
Playing in the garden
watching films together
as you nestle into my arm
learning each other's language
You trusted me, eventually
became part of my family
I loved to watch you
explore the world we shared
sunbathing on the rug
or endless pats in the living room
Your fur and the quiet purr
of little teeth grinding
What I've been dreading
now, it's happening
You’re still you
but yo...
Monday 3rd October 2022 9:21 am
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