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Marshall, December 16, 2024
The machinery of life is too much
The tests, the numbers, the x-rays
You are the clown cat, Marshall, always making me smile
Your white fur, your polydactyl hands that hold mine
I hold you now, I let you go, I love you
I breathe in your last breath with you.
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Christine K Munsell
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