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Her.

A man, dressed in a suit, quite fancy, looking severe, walks into an animal rescue centre.  He looks around, at all those poor animals and their sorry state and his face softens, as he would understand the pain, as he would have suffered the same.

 He passes a cage, with a small dog in it. And his heart ticks, as he sees the puppy.A broken dog, scarred as a battle hound, yet her eyes were filled with joy.

She was barking and spinning around so happily when she saw the man approach, in hope that she would be taken with him. 

With curious eyes, and a small smile on his face, the man takes the puppy from the cage and plays with it. His empty eyes slowly fill with happiness as the dog rushes around him like a new found treasure. He even lies on the floor to play with her more.

Suddenly, he takes the dog in his arms, a tear now running down his face.

"I.. Do not deserve your love.." he said, as another tear appeared on his cheek.

She looked at him, as if she understood, as if she saw all the pain within him, all the loneliness inside, all the struggle to push forward even one more step. 

She saw.

And somehow, she understood.

She left out a small bark, and softly, wiped his tear with her tongue.

 "I am here for you" she was telling him, in her own way.

And somehow,

He understood.

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