S e v e n t y - T h r e e

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She is my best friend.

I tell her everything, but she doesn't speak.

She listens to me, anytime, anywhere.

We love to walk around.

We love to lay on the couch.

We love playing with the tennis ball at the park.

We love playing in the snow.

We do everything together.

We do nothing apart.

I love her more than the distance of the moon and back.

She loves me with more than all her heart.

I hate leaving her.

She hates when I leave.

I love seeing her after school.

She loved to see me too.

I'll do my homework.

She will try to help me.

I'll listen and dance to the music.

She watch me act like a weirdo.

When I made new friends.

She wasn't jealous, but happy

I am a human, no not a human to her, but a friend.

She is a dog, no not a dog to me, but a friend.

We are more like friends and sisters

than we are pet and owner.

She is my best friend.

I am Kendall.

She is Willow

And together we are not just friends, but sister till the end.

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