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And nobody mourned her death

Except for a single white rose that bobbed in the wind

And from the corner of my eye reminded me of her return in the morning

Soft and cautious on the gravel

Her miaow catching the wind

Her little soul my only companion on many a rainy day.

(C) Slumpless

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