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Apr 2018
cleared up the road
aroused further
"get to your places..."
again he blew
released it
went forward about a meter
stopped
they jumped playfully in exactly the Wrong
direction into the forest, without paying attention
A
murmur could be heard. this is not what they
came for...
"let us try again" as official as
possible
they tried again
called back
with their nose
pushed. what was expected
of them and Waggled their tales
-they understood

cleared up the road. again
aroused and blew
but something had gone wrong, now he wasn't functioning properly
at all anymore,
threw it in the air
chewed on it and walked off in opposite
direction
"what do they do at real races?"
in a hurried rendez-vous
Camilla Peeters
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Camilla Peeters  20/F
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