on my way home last night, i found a pool of black ink cat laying in the shadows of a city worn, staple ridden telephone poll. it stopped me good and well. i bent down to say hello. it was so responsive to me, like someone i can whisper dusty thoughts to. then it followed me to home, where on multiple occasions, it tried to trip me by bodily
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kitties are nuts!
they go well with salt
: )
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and alone in the world
walk with me
in the gentle rain
come little one
i've a hand for your hand
and i will be your love
for a while
i feel your tears
as they fall dowm my cheak
they are warm
like the gentle rain
dont be afraid
you have me in the world
and our love will be sweet
will be sad
like the gentle rain
like the gentle rain
like the gentle rain
its still true...
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