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Poetry
The German Shepherd
Danny P. Barbare
The German shepherd is not
even like a shadow of the owner.
On the contrary, if it could, it
would be the light, but the dog has
sunken ribs like a shadow on the
asphalt casted away, but kept,
until one day when it is a cloudy
day or rainy forever.
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