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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home


Little Soul
our Boy
turn around.

Let your eyes look up
straight into the mirror of heaven.

Know it will be alright.

Do not tremble.
Be steady.
But do not hold onto the ground.

Know, I am here with you still.
Be comforted, do not fear for your future.

All cats have nine lives, yet,
I believe you will have
a million.

And I hope to see you
in them all.



Copyright6:20am PST August 9 2016
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BY THIS AUTHOR/WRITER
MELOO/MELISSA A HOWELLS
STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD
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