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He wakes me up,
With a polite good morning.
A rub against the head and hands,
Purring and meowing.
His sweet, sweet voice,
With a slight purr,
He is an angel from heaven,
Giving me affection and love.
Giving me slow blinks,
Through his wide-eyed brown eyes,
Making hearts warm,
He takes me to paradise.
A fluffy, heavy, big, brown furball he is,
With eyes carrying the universe,
Absorbing the negativity around himself.
Why should I seek Gods by going to places?
When I'm surrounded by them,
With tails and furry faces.
His purr and meows combined,
Have the power to bring light in the darkened skies,
His silky, smooth fur,
A touch of it can make you high.