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There
is no love, no affection.
No pats on the head.
There
is no water other than what falls from the sky.
I am barely fed.
I
see nothing but cars and people passing by.
They look and turn their heads and sometimes give a sigh.
What
did I do to deserve this life?
I lay here and think is this how I will die.
I
shiver or pant and think of what it would be like to live with a
family.
That is nowhere in sight...
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