Last Breath

January 1, 2018
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The grass laid silent

on the wintered day

it was shaped

by Tim


Panting and confused

Tim laid



He watched me

eyes dripping as

he placed a paw

on my lap


He gave out a bark

then slowly dug his head

in my lap


Water dripped 

on his face

but it wasn't raining

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