Perhaps in another lifetime,
across a golden landscape,
I will run after you
with a stupid grin on my face
and my tongue sticking out,
my lungs panting for air,
as they try to regulate
the heat on my hairy
four-legged body
while I chase your
human silhouette
beside the amber
mountain background.
Perhaps next time I can be your loyal dog
and you can be my loving and caring human.
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