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Sitting there all pretty, she’s as peaceful as a rose. Her bright green eyes slowly closing, letting her dreams take over. The rhythm of her breathing comforts me as I admire her smiling face. She’s been here for me through so much that I can't imagine going without her. Her loving devotion and pure affection help me to sleep at the end of the day. For this gift I will forever be grateful because she means so much to me.
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