In the end, I am only one dog.
I will go out as I came in.
Alone.
Without a sister.
Without a Bald Man.
But I will still have great fur.
And color.
I will have pissed on so many spots.
And I will have punched so many
ball-licking wankers in the face.
Especially the big mean ones.
Because fuck them is why.
But I am only one dog.
By god.
In the end, I am only that.
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