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You meet the dark eyes, feel the dark pain
Stretch your fingers through the linked chain

Stretch for the soft head, glistening nose
Bury your hand in light fur before you go.

You check your watch and your blood runs pale
It’s end of hours, you know you’ve failed

Sign your name and grab two leashes
Dogs careening, untrained creatures

Out the front door, into freedom
They needed you; tonight you’ll need them

As you try not to hear the barking whines
Of the one you had to leave behind.




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