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Dreaming in Ginger

She comes to me in my dreams
Every other night
Ordinary stuff
Last night she was sniffing for her spot  
to do some personal business
 
Can't tell it it makes me happy or sad
When I wake I look for her on the floor  
Then I'm reminded that she's gone
Sleeping is then over for me
Day begins, no wagging tail,  that sucks
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