In a little back alley, there was a little puppy named Orion
He was a little sick because he didn't eat too much
Nevertheless, he was proud and strong like a lion
You could make him happy with a little hand's touch
He roams the streets from time to time
Meeting with other dogs and sharing his adventures
Orion does this until his bedtime
Learning his way of life from other cultures
Gazing up to the skies
Orion watches the stars
He thinks this is his life until he dies
"Woof! Woof!" (¡Maybe, one day, I will go to Mars!)
Living by fate's hand
Orion has ways in the world's land
One day, he met with something unplanned
And his life changed in a way he came to understand
Adopted by an old hoot
Orion began anew in a house priced like a volute
His favorite foods were always fresh to boot
¡He even had an astronaut suit!
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Memory Fragments
FantasyWARNING: CONTAINS VERY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Sooner or later, we all crumble beneath our fears. It's up to us to recall what makes us human and stand strong against adversity. Memories, shattered and scattered throughout our lives, come to us one by one.
