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I can see you're getting older, stuck up fur with whiskers beginning to curl, for a while I thought you were timeless, my ragamuffin girl. But getting older isn't old, may many more meows to come, and another thousand days where you find your sun.
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 10:33 AM UTC
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I can see you're getting older, stuck up fur with whiskers beginning to curl, for a while I thought you were timeless, my ragamuffin girl. But getting older isn't old, may many more meows to come, and another thousand days where you find your sun.
simon-soane
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 10:33 AM UTC
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