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May 2015
I never got to hold you, I never got to see your beautiful face, I never got the chance to say I love you, but I only got a short glance of you. You made me smile when I realized it was real, but it was taken away within a blink of an eye. I imagined everything...your future, your first steps, I wasn't ready for you to go, but it was your calling before your beginning. I think of you everyday, and sometimes it makes me cry. It hurts my heart every time...I'd just wish I had that chance to hear my baby first cry!
Shemika C
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Shemika C  Bronx, N.Y
(Bronx, N.Y)   
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