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Apr 2010
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Elvis Wolverine Trahan Tkz! Tkz!
was accidentally released into the wild
and it has been stormy most days since
and so my heart howls
i saw him once sitting on top of the fence
tufts of hair blowing in the wind, but
he ran from when i ran to and
it's not that i expect him to want to come back
i know he's gone
i just wasn't ready to release him yet
i was going to let him get a little older and build him a little house
and do it slowly
when it was warm
and we would of played in the grass until he was ready to go to sleep in his little house
and we would have worn daisies and dandelions in our hair
but he's gone and my heart howls
i dream of storms
i dream of him large like a cat
winding through my arms
and touching my nose
with his
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Written by
Molly Brier
859
   Snow Child
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