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Apr 2019
cleared up the road
excited self
"get in your places..."

once again he Blew
let go.
unfastened. go.

went for a short distance,
stopped.

jumped in exactly the wrong di-
rection into the Forest, in plain sight, not worried
There was a
whispering. This was not
wat they came for...

"Let's try it again," generally
officially dressed
tried again.
called back.

with their nose
pushed back what was expected of
them and they waggled their tail a symbol
of mutual understanding

the road cleared. excited again
and Blew
Something went wrong, unable to move
at all, there is nothing nothing
Throw it in the air,
chew on it and jump in exactly the wrong
direction

"What would they do in a real race?"
stuck in a hasty tête-à-tête
Camilla Peeters
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Camilla Peeters  20/F
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