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Want for Nothing

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In my dreams, I’m a young pup again.

Eager to hunt and play, I rise without effort. My eyes do not deceive me—and my steps are steady and sure. All steel and stealth, am I.

In my dreams, my formidable presence sends the birds to flight. Even my shadow makes the geese scurry. Squirrels scramble for the safety of the trees and I revel at the site of it all. But it is just play to me; I mean them no harm.

I am alive in every fiber of my being. And I want for nothing.

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