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RECOGNITION
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Have you ever walked a dog on a leash?
When it sees another dog, even far away
It begins to pull earnestly, to strain
To get to this other being of his kind
It is like that with some people
We see them from far away
And recognize them as our kind
We must try with all our might
To get closer
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