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Jul 2014
In your sleep
your quivers quake
ears nose
whiskers shake.

breaths to the beat of a
dream
soundly slumber

stretched like gum
legs sprawled under

running
twitching
furs all a flutter

falls off the bed....

"crazy cat", I mutter.
Margrett Gold
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