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The Black Cat watches me with green eyes, ***** it's head to one side. I stare back blinking, fumbling over my footing. I let him cross my path, and feel the pain of nostalgia as he slinks away.
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
The Black Cat
The Black Cat watches me with green eyes, ***** it's head to one side. I stare back blinking, fumbling over my footing. I let him cross my path, and feel the pain of nostalgia as he slinks away.
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
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