I am reduced to writing bad poetry about the death of my dog. How pathetic! I wonder how long I will cry about her? I expect a long time. I miss her. Even though I don't know if I paid enough attention to her lately. I love her and I want her here. I don't know what to do. She was the best dog. I am sad and there is a hole in my heart. It is hard to be here with no Sprite.
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