I saw a frog tonight. It was laying on the road, it wasn't dead.
When misty (family dog) sniffed at it, the frog pushed one leg and moved sideways, it wasn't dead.
When I looked closer a vein-like thing was coming out from underneath it and its intestines were coming out of its mouth.
It wasn't dead, it doesn't have a voice, and it soon won't have a life. No one cares.
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