I want to go with him, make sure his wings fit right,
I want to see him smile again and run and run and run
I want to touch his little paws and here him snore at night
I want to go to sleep with his head upon my chest, him listening to my
heart beat and my listening to his breath.
My big love, my true love, my unconditional love.
Greetings from the Hollywood Healer
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