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Longing
My cat sits
on the window sill
tail slowly waving
back and forth
Enthralled with wide
open spaces out there
perhaps he longs
for the freedom
to move quietly, to hunt
But he is an indoor cat
inexperienced
with all the dangers
out there
My fears for his safety
keep him captivated
at the window
inside
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