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Your fur It still litters the banals of my memory And my house Not wanting to clean or remove Your final touch on our lives Your scent Our memories
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Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
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Your fur It still litters the banals of my memory And my house Not wanting to clean or remove Your final touch on our lives Your scent Our memories
sasha-mulchin
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Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
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