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Animal Angel


To become a savior, to the ones that we call friends,

There are ones that we call Veterinarian.

They help and heal our furry friends,

Both big and small.

O how this would change who i am,

Instead of watching from afar, 

I would take part in that noble profession.

My love for animals helping me interact with others,

gaining both friends with tails and without.

That, i see, is how that job would affect me. 

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