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No dog can bark from edge to edge,We need a step back from the ledge.A space to sigh, to blink, to be—That’s where the s...

Today’s the foam that will not stay,A single sip, a fleeting day.I wag because the truth is clear—No dog can promise nex...

The wind may bite, the skies may grey,But I will wag through any day.No sun required for joy to spark—I carry warmth wit...

A word once said becomes a flame,It shapes the world, it carves a name.In silence, thoughts may float and fade,But voice...

The coin is tossed, but not by chance,It spins within a quiet dance.Not gold, but rhythm builds the flame,No luck can ba...

The morning light, a cola sip,The towel warm, the sauna drip.A shuffle step, my tail in air—Zumba beats dissolve all car...

A quiet spot, a patch of sun,Where all the running comes undone.No bark to prove, no coin to chase,Just breath and roof—...

We swim through streams of endless light,Each word a wave, both wrong and right.The facts are dressed in shifting foam,A...

The boy-king’s mask still holds its fire,A gaze of gold that won’t expire.Through endless halls of stone and light,The p...

It rises still through shifting sand,A question carved by ancient hand.No clock, no coin, no voice remains—Just silence ...