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he sat out on the back porch with the dog and tugged on her collar. it ain't your fault for doing what you know he said quietly, a swig of water afterwards. and the sun went down real slow like behind the trees casting purple shadows on his carhartt boots she'll not mistake your nature, she knows what you are and she loves you, he said in hushed tones as she moved through the kitchen. she loves you.
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May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 11:32 PM UTC
For Eating the Bird.
he sat out on the back porch with the dog and tugged on her collar. it ain't your fault for doing what you know he said quietly, a swig of water afterwards. and the sun went down real slow like behind the trees casting purple shadows on his carhartt boots she'll not mistake your nature, she knows what you are and she loves you, he said in hushed tones as she moved through the kitchen. she loves you.
(c) Brooke Otto
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May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 11:32 PM UTC
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