I see spots on dots
Dog sleeps in my robe all day
I need to get up
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A tyrant, a doctor
Will this one see it? This time?
Will they know at last?
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Scrubbing the old counter
Leading the ill and the blind
Wagging tails, furry hearts
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A blind eye blazes
Blue eyes entranced with the light
Smaller windows flame
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Slender silver weave
Glints of light and loving hands
Work and suffering
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Ice shards from the sky
Bitter pines and twisted branch
Fire cannot melt me
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