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Comfort creatures
Comfort creatures. They're so unreal.
They're happy too when I stay.
I can’t take the imagism sometimes
Back when time began, the ribbons
A little white dog and hollow log
set the pace for the day
no matter to me one which way we go.
Published 7th Apr 2016
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7th Apr 2016 9:31am
I want to be the white dog...running back & forth through your white log leaving ribbons in your imagism...walk with me every day
7th Apr 2016 10:06am
Comfort creatures ... I love that phrase. I had a dolphin, lion, horses
and more dogs than I can remember as a kid ... my mother only dared let me have a parakeet but I loved my menagerie. They set me free.
and more dogs than I can remember as a kid ... my mother only dared let me have a parakeet but I loved my menagerie. They set me free.
7th Apr 2016 5:12pm
