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Auntie said don’t go too far away with the mutt I need to know where you are and so you and the mutt went down the metal stairway and off into the barrack grounds at Aldershot keeping close to the places that your aunt could see you from and you could hear soldiers marching on the parade ground and the sergeants bellowing their orders to the marching troops and you sensed the cold air and frost on the ground as you walked and the mutt sniffed the earth and you said come on mutt let’s go for a run and off you went and the mutt followed and overtook you its tail wagging its eyes large and brown like pools of chocolate and lucid like mud and you raced him as far as you could then you had to stop for breath and the mutt stopped too and looked back at you its tongue hanging from the corner of its mouth and you looked over to where your aunt lived and realised she wouldn’t be able to see you from where you were and the dog didn’t care and the air was chilling your lungs and your tongue hung in the corner of your little boy mouth and the soldiers marched and marched and you stood watching bent over with your hands on your knees and big black birds called out from the trees.
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 3:30 PM UTC
TOO FAR FROM AUNTIE'S GAZE.
Auntie said don’t go too far away with the mutt I need to know where you are and so you and the mutt went down the metal stairway and off into the barrack grounds at Aldershot keeping close to the places that your aunt could see you from and you could hear soldiers marching on the parade ground and the sergeants bellowing their orders to the marching troops and you sensed the cold air and frost on the ground as you walked and the mutt sniffed the earth and you said come on mutt let’s go for a run and off you went and the mutt followed and overtook you its tail wagging its eyes large and brown like pools of chocolate and lucid like mud and you raced him as far as you could then you had to stop for breath and the mutt stopped too and looked back at you its tongue hanging from the corner of its mouth and you looked over to where your aunt lived and realised she wouldn’t be able to see you from where you were and the dog didn’t care and the air was chilling your lungs and your tongue hung in the corner of your little boy mouth and the soldiers marched and marched and you stood watching bent over with your hands on your knees and big black birds called out from the trees.
terry-collett
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 3:30 PM UTC
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