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Ancient coal swamp eyes –
If I had a flume for thee ~
We would swim as one.

Cleaning the newt tank –
Umpteenth time in twenty years ~
You have seen it all.


Rain and wind blowing –
Should feel safe inside ~ except –
Guinea pigs outside.

Felled cat by the road –
Still, unclaimed – a pink collar ~
Somewhere, her fears grow.

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