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Everytime I see my dog my heart seems to clog with this emotion we call love. It just soars like a dove, but if she went away, I would not last another day. I cannot say in dialogue how I hope for an epilogue that can get rid of, or better yet shove, this goodby that I won't let stay and just keep it forever at bay.
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 7:06 PM UTC
My Dog
Everytime I see my dog my heart seems to clog with this emotion we call love. It just soars like a dove, but if she went away, I would not last another day. I cannot say in dialogue how I hope for an epilogue that can get rid of, or better yet shove, this goodby that I won't let stay and just keep it forever at bay.
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 7:06 PM UTC
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