August 14/365 Catching Up Via Haiku August 20, 2018August 20, 2018 kmarieh13 Comments Duncan’s Gone The dog sleeps, deeply. The unmade bed smells of boy. No one disturb him. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
The unmade bed smells of boy. Perfection.
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Brevity speaking volumes.
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Lovely
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