January 9

Holy holy trinity. Three souls slowly
formed. Three decrees, three egos. These bricks transformed.
House (three levels with three trusty doors). Spouse

no longer wholly life, son by glow
and growl turned to be father. Hand
to paw frees spirit. Holy break through.
What woofs of three. Proud. Sweet. Mutt.

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