Cats a'plenty, filling each box, napping, dreaming cat dreams, waiting for me to come home and pick the one I shall play with today.
It's kinda like dolls a'plenty, sitting on a shelf, staring, collecting dust, reliving in plastic minds and hearts, the days when I was little and came home to pick the one I would play with that day.
Cats and dolls, dolls and cats - vastly different and yet the same.
Keep me company on this melancholy day.
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