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The Day I Died

I was born in a puppy mill
With cramped steel cages and not enough food
My mother died when I was four weeks old
Because she couldn't support us and herself at the same time

Then I was sold to a pet store
And stuck in a horrible glass cage
People would pound on the glass and smile as I played
But then they walked away

But then you saw me
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