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Oct 10, 2005 08:55

dear dingo on my bed,

i named you a dog, i named
you a friend, you are more
wild than we like to pretend.

the moon goes up, the moon
goes down, you leap through
the air and dig holes in the ground.

you appear as a mix of
wolf and snow, where you
have been, i don't know.

please don't eat me when i sleep.

love,
ryan
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