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ourselves
                            .
                        At some point, Sigma suddenly
                   snorted, fell onto her back, and stretched

                   her paws in the air and meowed plaintively,
                                                                              ,
                                    ,
                               d
                                 e
                       "Where's our laser dot carpet?"                                             :
                                    t
                                      r
                                         o
                                           n
                                              s
                   We burst out laughing. Jenna tugged her by the
                     "
                                                                                           "
                                                                                         ?
                   tail. I sat on top and tried
                                                     .
                   lick her ear like a real idiot.                                        .
                              ,
                   Almost there Almost               .            .
                                            ,
                         God, how sometimes you just need to be
                   fools          ,
                   Soft, clueless, without a purpose                                 .
                                    .
                                                              .
                                  .
                   Three cats on the grass who don't need
                   neither power nor form nor even words
                                                                ,
                   Just mur Just                        ,                           .
                                      ,
                   life                 .
                   Just            meow  »  . at just the right moment                           .
                       Sigma left In her latex on her own
                                 "
                   heels with a whip                     went          to work with a
                                                                            ,
                                            .
                   slave            ,                                "
                   Well, I don't know...
                                .
                              "
                   I'm not sure she's looking for passion there
                       ,
                   Rather         peace    ,                                                  .
                   Calm through rhythm through pain Power                            .
                                             .
                   it's not always a scene Sometimes it's just
                                                               ,
                   a way not to go crazy                 .   .     ,



                   I look at her from afar, not interfering .


















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