My sweet Juliet is gone. When I was sad or lonely, I would go hug my Juliet. Her fur was so soft, and she would think it was a game and lick my face, then with a bounce she would bring me her one of her favorite toys to play. Right now all I want to do is hug my Juliet, but I can't because she is not here. She was beyond special, and I just don'
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