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"Numbers" by chazer_rem
They fed me, clothed me, played with me, took me places. Until the novelty wore off. Until they saw a pet they wanted more. Then was the inevitable trip to the Boards, where I stood, proud, teary in my assigned Topic, while my owner avoided my forlorn expression, calling for a Baby Lupe or a Basic Krawk. And always settling for less. Oh, they would promise to write, visit, keep in contact. And they would...

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