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It sat alone,
within a box;
on a small
piece of cloth.
The brown eyes,
a black nose,
whimpering sound
of warm delight.
A new puppy
warms the night.
The old memories
crowd the mind.
Comes the sigh
of thinking back,
your first puppy,
white and black.
A different color,
then your neighbors;
still a dog.
Why cant we
do the same
with our humanity?
