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By Maddie Getting packed, pillows and blankets Into the car we go. Buckle up And get to sleep. There goes Our house, left alone. No one there but our dog. I worry. What if no one lets him out? What if he does not get his water or his food? I stop. I do not let these worries get to my soul I take a breath. I look out the window. It was not a familiar place It was
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