DOG

I'm trapped in a room with no walls, this is my yard.

Though the wind blows and calls my name,my loyalty binds me,

for it is stronger than my instinct to run.

I look to the trees,and the eagle flying so gracefully

cought my eye.She flough by the clouds,like fluffy

white mountains in the sky.

Yet I reman in my yard.

For I Am Dog.

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I run with the wind,and race the eagle.

I am loyal to only my pack.

My ears catch the sound of my pack,

and I dash to meet them.

I look to the mountains as the sun

sets behind the clouds.The eagle gives one last

cry befor leaving to her nest.