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The world and seasons change
times also followed suit, and so are we


Dog days

It was a stormy night when you first showed up on the door. I gasped, picked you up, and let you inside. I took a good look at you. You were little, head bowed and shivering so hard that you won't let go of the old blanket I'd put you in it, your silent tears … Continue reading Dog days