My eyes are very big
Can hold mountains
Can hold the sea
Can hold the blue sky
Can hold the whole world
my eyes are small
Whenever something sad happens
I can’t hold even two lines of tears
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Lucian
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶7 days ago in Petlife
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