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Oct 2010
My dog looks into my eyes

Whimpering – her speech dies

As I caress her soft, imploring head

I tell her to go lie down in her bed



And rest her wandering mind.

Within her eyes lie many realms

Of unfathomable truths that bind

Together a world that overwhelms.
Written by
Ian Smith
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