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Post by maddogblues on Sept 1, 2009 18:38:32 GMT -5
Link at the bottom for more information and photos. Reflections on Indra’s NetWhen I look down I know there’s not much time left. You’re wasting away in front of your bowl while you look up into my eyes. In my mind I hear you say: “I am leaving.” Stooping to pet your head I hear you purr and I say out loud: “We’ve been together to long for me to let you go alone.” Not today, but someday; maybe soon. truckingmybluesaway.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflections-on-indras-net.html
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