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where sharp blackberry tunnels come together, gaunt wild dog licks his wounds (familiar form) wild blackberries shelter injured lost companion (modern form) what is it about our animal companions... designed to seek the company of the two legged among them... they bear witness to incidents that will never be recorded as history... sensitive to the slightest glimmer of affection... they wait and watch the horizon for our return...what kind of god is this that punishes us for our sins by sending his little messengers... loved unconditionally as only the unloveable can be loved...today... I will look for you... and... say hello... where I find you...
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