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    (Howling wind breaks) a new jazzy poem not a repost like some C/C?

    Bounding though free to roam picking though garbage eating old bones nose to the ground tail in the wind lands a mate the fun begins howling with delight she heads back home finds a place at master feet only she knows the pipe is lit papers to read she breaks a howling wind to end her day...
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