I am a home sometimes.
A chocolate milk.
In a silence.
In a forest full of dense air.
A cold river as the sun rises.
Rubbing the tummy,
Of a dog who grew up in the snow.


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"All reason departs" he whispered and continued to eat his sandwich on the bridge of the Titanic
I am a home sometimes.
A chocolate milk.
In a silence.
In a forest full of dense air.
A cold river as the sun rises.
Rubbing the tummy,
Of a dog who grew up in the snow.
