Demon?
I'm dreaming
dreaming beautiful dreams
I hear a thud
and some more
I think it's Cocoa
I wake
I open my eyes
I see the silouite
of a dog
a labrador
it's big
it's ominous
I think it's Cocoa
but there's something wrong
I glance away
the clock reads five sharp
I look back
the dog is gone
like dust in the wind.
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