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jake
jake
Jake
more so for him, than it was for me
my dog died unexpectedly
it never crossed his mind that he
would fall to death's embrace
how could I let him slip from me?
he trusted me implicitly
it never crossed his mind that he
would never leave that place
I was not there, there was no me
absent unforgiveably
it never crossed his mind that he
would no more see my face
October 2007
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