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Dec 2016
The lil girl draws a deep breath
Nibblin'  her finger, dimples alive,
And she feels life flowing through her body,
But,
What would she know about
.
.
.
Death?


She sits there gazing at her daddy
Sleeping....... peacefully
Anika Abith
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Anika Abith
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