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Three months ago she disappeared, my daughter, my Emily. What made her leave? I'll tell ya: It was both a BLESSING and a CURSE for me. For her, my daughter, my Emily, it was a withering plague contaminating her body, her self, her privacy.
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 1:23 PM UTC
Gone
Three months ago she disappeared, my daughter, my Emily. What made her leave? I'll tell ya: It was both a BLESSING and a CURSE for me. For her, my daughter, my Emily, it was a withering plague contaminating her body, her self, her privacy.
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 1:23 PM UTC
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