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Aug 2014
Were it easier to be that cat,
who sits in the corner.
Staring right back...
As if I were the foreigner.

Boldly lifting my back paw,
not breaking eye contact.
And as if it were a sight you never saw,
One cat ******* ransacked.

No ***** given,
that's what I see in that cat.
Boldly driven,
and not looking back.
Tatum O'Brien
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Tatum O'Brien
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