Communion Of Dreams

May 12, 2015, 6:23 pm
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He doesn’t even flinch a whisker when I pet him while he sleeps in my lap like that.

That’s trust.

Trust almost beyond what I can even glimpse an understanding of. So innocent. So pure.

Welcome, Lord Greystoke.


Jim Downey

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