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Aug 2015
Do you remember the litter of abandoned cats
we used to look for?

Those tiny little creatures appearing dispersed,
With different colors,

They injected us surprise when they gazed
With those cute eyes.

In the old street between the streetlamp and the waste container.

Now I searched from time to time
But not even a cub...

And I miss when we used to...
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   GaryFairy and Nicole Dawn
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