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I'm going to transmigrate my psyche into my cat. Spend most days curled in a beanbag, Emerging only for food, cuddles and a quick saunter round the garden. On days like today, I'll lay down in a shaft of sunlight And playfight with my brother In the tentative February glow. I'll be well rid of human angst And inner turmoil, Content to acquiesce to occasional petting Soaking up affection Purring softly in response.
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 5:16 AM UTC
I'll be my cat
I'm going to transmigrate my psyche into my cat. Spend most days curled in a beanbag, Emerging only for food, cuddles and a quick saunter round the garden. On days like today, I'll lay down in a shaft of sunlight And playfight with my brother In the tentative February glow. I'll be well rid of human angst And inner turmoil, Content to acquiesce to occasional petting Soaking up affection Purring softly in response.
AmandaIS
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 5:16 AM UTC
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