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Feb 2016
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Scratches at the door
Laying on the floor
Awaiting her return
For she is what I now know

Lost in this space
With company of others
It's now my home
She is the only thing I know

The floorboards creak
I can hear the other dog squeak
All I really care about is when she'll return
To save me from this home I've earned.
Colleen Harrington
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Colleen Harrington  29/F/Ohio
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