THEO

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Submitted Date 06/22/2019
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I once tried to tell myself
that I was okay,
but my cat plopped
into my lap
and I broke down.

I buried my face into
his grey-white fur,
and trembled
quietly.

His heart beat beneath
my hand,
and his nose was dry.

He meowed
and licked my cheek.

I cried harder.
 

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