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We are small,
We have tiny voices with which to cry, We have no language with which to plead, We have no means of escape. We are your comfort We are your companions We are the ones who always listen. We were stranded We were left behind We are cold and weak. We need your help. We need your care. We need your love. We need you. ~The voice of Katrina’s lost pets.~
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