I hear people say
this is my last dog, or
cat.
I just can't go through
it again.
loving it and then losing
it.
I've said it too.
although every time
I see a little dog
on the street,
wagging it's tail,
and wanting to kiss me,
my heart melts and I
want another one.
same goes with
tall women
in high heels.
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