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A sweet cat near my shoulder
with its sweet movements
and the brilliant eyes
the fear in its acting.
Conquerieng confiance
or it'll get far away
getting slow near him
or it'll scream for its fear.
For that it becomes yelding
and stay here near me
But long is the journey
to reach is deep mind.
May be one day,if i'll resist,
may be that soon, or later,
who knows,
that cat will believe,
i'm in love whit him.
Enrico