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Feb 2018
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.
Written by
abysmal
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