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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.
