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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
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