Sitting cross-legged on the floor
staring into the pristine moon
I hear the wailing
of the dog next door,
his mantra engulfs mine
and I slide away
braying at the moon.
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Sitting cross-legged on the floor
staring into the pristine moon
I hear the wailing
of the dog next door,
his mantra engulfs mine
and I slide away
braying at the moon.
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