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Lily-Poem NMDR

Lily

Born into number 251

No name, nor home,

Just a puppy mill slum

 

I bathed in seven years of tears

Breeding pawns for profit,

Until my jaws disappeared.

 

My feet were old; they were sore,

I’d lived my whole life…

On a wired mesh floor.

 

With no hope of freedom

Or someone to love,

I lay defeated in darkness

Sending prayers up above

 

“God have mercy

God have grace

Send me an angel…

Get me out of this place.”

 

My prayers were answered

That very next day

When Theresa Strader came my way.

 

Just one look was all it took

For our souls to bond

And our hearts forever hooked.

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