regardless of what
my cocker spaniel
could not find
there were mounds
of pyramids
i had left behind
skeletons
left beyond by leaves
living
a recent glorious past,
we all want joy
to last
far far between us
for all of us
we want joy
all is all
by itself
and a need is all
wanting self
again
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