Bandits in the night
Rumbling through pedestrian leftovers
Fluffy tails and primed noses
Hallucinations of a well-meaning friend
Scurrying across the trails
Gone like a ghost
Jump against the walls.
Like no one’s watching
Enjoying the embrace of friendship
Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 11:14 AM UTC
Bandits in the night
Rumbling through pedestrian leftovers
Fluffy tails and primed noses
Hallucinations of a well-meaning friend
Scurrying across the trails
Gone like a ghost
Jump against the walls.
Like no one’s watching
Enjoying the embrace of friendship
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