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I've been thinking of my boy Kootney lately. I remember thinking how he was the first being I truly gave my heart unconditionally to. It was exhilarating and terrifying to have a part of my heart out there puttering around on 4 geriatric fuzzy perfect legs. It has been almost 5 years since he absconded into the afterlife with that big part of my heart. I miss the heck out of his perfect crusty nosed fuzzy 15 year old face.
"I am trying to remember you and let you go at the same time"
- the mourn
(Poem from Nejma by Nayyirah Waheed)
