I play with it for hours
this collar of mine
I feel like a stray
looking for her master
I meow and whine in your absence
tell me that you'll be there next time
I come that we may meet and enjoy one another.
to feel the other and know that the other is real, so that
I may prove to you that
I love you as much as
I say
call me and
I shall come to your voice
that lovely singing
I wish to hear it once more
I'll wait here for you
I'll come every day and stay for hours
just playing with it
the collar you gave me
so please come
I love you
My master
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