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Oct 10, 2005 08:55

dear dingo on my bed,

i named you a dog, i named
you a friend, you are more
wild than we like to pretend.

the moon goes up, the moon
goes down, you leap through
the air and dig holes in the ground.

you appear as a mix of
wolf and snow, where you
have been, i don't know.

please don't eat me when i sleep.

love,
ryan

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urielx October 10 2005, 13:48:33 UTC
Is this "dingo" a metaphor, or did you get a dog?

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ordinarymind October 10 2005, 13:52:59 UTC
i adopted a dog last february. her name is khota, and she looks like...


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Beauty anonymous December 21 2005, 07:37:32 UTC
This is my favorite. This poem is beautiful.

- Mike (Unrepentant_Cowboy)

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