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Tickled

The hallway
    became the perfect place
to rest inside her hiding space,
as daylight danced
through amber leaves 
into the tickled carpeting -
and on November's hottest day
Pure love found purring through a pane,
and climbed into her cardboard box -
to warm her
    and a pair of socks.

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