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Whimpering, the dog pulls at the grill with his mouth
He has been locked for four hours now.
People are now more careful with their doors;
Who walks in and out.
No one noticed the dog with three legs hopping in the dark-
(It is dark because the building light is not needed anymore.)
At 3 AM I hear him as my only company.
Walls separate us, twin cells for the both of us.
What is common between us, I think.
Looking at my green painted nails, I imagine his claws.
These dead cells sprouting is with us both.
Tomorrow, I need to wash my hair after dusting the dirt off the house.
I don’t feel like waking up anymore.
Never sleep, just stare at the blue screen
This unmoving creature
That you are looking at right now.
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~insight07
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