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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
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