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Feb 2020
cat
i like a cat
that isn't mine
his green eyes
haunt my dreams
like glowing
emerald orbs

his whiskers would
touch my skin
with feather-light
force

and i would pat his head
feeling the vibrations
of his heavenly
purr
icelar
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icelar  17/F/somewhere
(17/F/somewhere)   
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       Jason, Imran Islam, Exosphere and Bogdan Dragos
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