It is time
Dog food bags
Have been
getting smaller
I don't think
This one is going
To get eaten
Fully
Five A.M. And
She's crying
She who never
Complains.
She who sleeps
through the night
She wants to get up
But she can't.
I am her lift
She can't
Comprehend
Neither of us
Will ever
understand
O Stardust
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