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I saw him in the distance.
He saw me.
I stopped.
He startled. He fled.
Why do you run?
What makes me stay?
I stayed. I waited. I asked nothing.
He came closer.
As he crept closer, I shed a tear.
I saw the sadness in his eyes.
A forgotten soul, so evident.
But, he’s here, how so?
He’s a survivor.
Why, why?
Why are souls so dispensable?
He and I, we shared a hug.
It was worth the wait.
Someone loved you once I said, I can tell.
He just neighed. He rested his head on my shoulder.
I said – I’ll not forget you, for you and I are kindred spirits.

He and I, we share a hug every week.


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