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SHE STARTS TO TALK, and I realize she
is no longer with me, but in a place and
time far away from here.
"I LOST MY BABY. A little girl. She had
dark hair and dark eyes like her father. I
never knew how much I could love until I
saw her face. She was silent, at rest,
everything that I wasn't. Her father and
I split before I found out I was

