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A dog sits waiting in the cold autumn sun Too faithful to leave Too frightened to run He's been here for days now With nothing to do But sit by the road Waiting for you He can't understand why you left him that day He thought you were stopping to play He's sure you'll come back and that's why he stays How long will he suffer How many more days His legs have grown weak His throat's parched and dry He's sick now from hunger and falls with a sigh He lays down his head and closes his eyes I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies -Unknown 
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