The Wag of a Tail

I try to breathe in and out

Throat feels thick and no breath comes

Body shakes deep in the bones

I cry out from stress around me

I feel it all bouncing on and off me

I am a sounding board for the hurt

But then there's the wag of a tail

A soft tongue that runs up my check

And all the stress dissapates

Into thin air as it was never there



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