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Jul 2017
Eyes like cherry's
Skin so bruised
Weeps beside me

Salted red glossed cried in deep
Stomped to the floor
Thousand miles apart

She knows the  struggle
Right where im at.
A chance meeting
Ever so brief

Talk to her,
never heard her voice.
Picture it,
coming soft,
like trying to calm a scarred dog,
just enough hand extended,
hesitate from bit to much.

Touch of nuzzle
Bend of ear
Drop of tail
Under her palm
with just a nudge.
Ok its just a start, will twist an fix later
ROBERT W KODAMA
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ROBERT W KODAMA  avera ga
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