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  • Unlike losing a lover, only to find
    there was a useful lesson gained
    and a complete claim on the
    once fought over blanket,
    your absence makes me ache
    as if I’ve lost a child.

    I never imagined I’d miss
    the messes you’d made,
    splashing water from the bowl
    over the kitchen floor, making
    my socks wet or the litter
    spread everywhere, unnerving.

    There’s another who misses you,
    he can’t say it, but he makes the
    same seeking sound he did when
    you disappeared as a kitten,
    a low chirping noise met up
    with a heartbroken howl.

    I doubt time will help much
    and I will always kick myself
    for not being a better whatever
    I was with you. You’re the only
    cat ever who made eye contact
    with such impressive expression.

    Perhaps, we will visit in dreams
    like I’ve done with someone I
    lost long ago. Perhaps the sun
    will be shining on you as it did
    that day before I awoke, leaving
    a land where for a moment

    loss is washed away,
    a second an eternity.
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