Watching the cat sleep on my pillows Afraid to get close to anyone and afraid not to The need of all creatures to be warmed and touched The girls who want dads I think the writing is eating up myself Preventing any togetherness with anyone Hurting and recycling people over and over again How much longer? How many more? I held her in my arms and I didn't want to realize She was putting her life in my hands
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