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  • (Photography: Quentin Kayser)

    Bones,

    If there is one word you live
    In your daily dog's life,
    If there one thing to give
    On an ocean dive,
    It's this memorandum,
    Bones, bonzy, bonzaï
    Pure reflection of freedom.

    Coming with me in France?
    it sounded good to me.
    but that's no chance,
    there is no beach in Paris.

    How would you run in such a little square?
    There is no sand, no sun, crabs or monkeys.
    Thinking you would be happier here is not fair
    When you haven't said a sound from this idea.

    Only you can watch a rainbow the way you did
    When other dogs would wait for a little treat.
    If there is one thing we would both agree
    it's that our thoughts still adjoin overseas.

    Your Quentin
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