Then I searched for THE KISS FROM THE SEA.
We'd travelled and there we were happy to be.
My castles of sand stood tall and proud,
They might even have drawn an admiring crowd. Then a jealous wave encrypted the sands, ...
A bowl of water, a bite to eat,
A walk in the park each day was a treat,
HENRY was loveable and crafty as well,
Being trapped in flesh of a cross-breed was hell. Fetching a ball or running for sticks ...
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