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She is a cat.

Sleep loves to sleep

and she prefers to lie in the lap

of someone who pets and owns her.

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We rest in the middle of almost all the way down and nearly to the top, middle-held, reaching between polars, trying to come close to the...

Late morning O'clock Wrapped in flannel sheets as soft as my little cat's belly chilled by the outside Winter all untucked and naked...