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Rain lashed... Brown eyes stared
Irritated I stared back
Tail wags... "Come on then!"
About the Creator
Hecton J Elwey
Compelled to write...
In the grip of Poetry, Haiku and Prose...
Forces greater than I impose themselves daily, ensuring I bring about their birth, expression and freedom
Death to AI... for it has no place within the house of creativity.
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