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In my home, I feel loved, safe and free to be me. When I get home I let my dog out so she can run about. When she sees a dog walk down the street she barks to say “let’s meet”. Now back to my house it's so loud you can’t hear a mouse. This poem is done I hope you had a lot of fun.
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