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Jan 2021
i'm your cat
who's lived a life of comfort
and once you open your door
i bolt and i am gone

i'm your brand new painting
meant to be protected
as i move from door to door
but as the weather changes
i bleed upon the street

and i'm all of your problems
held in you so tightly
never let them see me
or they're sure-
to lock you up
Michael Stefan
Written by
Michael Stefan  37/M/Minneapolis
(37/M/Minneapolis)   
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