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Jun 13
Long ago he chose me
Crawled into the lap of a boy of three

For many years he protected and cared
While that little boy grew up and dared

Together we’d play and lay about
Without much thought or care of what its all about

A massive beast yet warm and gentle
I miss my best friend and his snores from the kennel
Kirby Mays
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