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Sirius

I was the hound.
My heart was close to mud.
I loved the sound

of feet, the scent of blood,
what's low and real.
But when the promised flood

came to conceal
the air itself, my trace,
my master's heel

was lost, my canine faith.
And so I drowned
and dragged a net through space

until I found
my star on higher ground.

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