Like a Cat

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It’s in the loneliest nights that my light shines the brightest and my soul shouts the loudest. Between the shiver of the leaves and the deliberate crawl of the opposum lies solitude, and like a cat, I can see through the darkness as if it’s midday.  Like a cat, the night bears no burden to my keen sight – perspective is the goal and perspective is reached.  And like a cat, I possess nine lives.

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