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Like Them - Sept. 20, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Sep 19
  • 1 min read

dogs have the sweetest souls

I would get used to their food

            if I could be like them

 

water, also, so cheerful and it sings!

            I’d pour myself into a stream

            if I could be that happy

 

trees seem very joyous, leaves especially

            I’d stay stuck on a branch

            if I could dance like them

 

it’s all about innocence, isn’t it

do you think we really lose it all?

 
 
 

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