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Your soft whiskers tickled my nose

 as I’m awaken from a dream

that I can’ remember

maybe I don’t remember

you nestle your head against my cheek

I feel you are happy to see me…be with me

you begin to pat my face to make sure I’m fully awake

I begin to smile

you jump from my chest

it was then I realize

all you want is to be fed.