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Apr 2012
I remember being a small child.
Being so full of
hopes, questions,
dreams, love,
adoration, spirit...

Heartache did not exist.
The world's harsh truths were a million miles away.

It only takes one broken promise,
one crushed heart,
just one shattered dream...
& the ugly world exposes itself
and all innocence is stolen in an instant.
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   Amelia and Sofia Del Mar
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