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These are the closing lines of a poem called When Tomorrow Starts Without Me. They seem written especially for those of us who have loved and lost a four-legged friend:
So when tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.
So when tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.
