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Jun 2018
We went to the doctor
To hear the news
Of a birth.
He told us it would come;
We had nine months.
And within those months,
The birth took place.
Birth of the treatments,
Of the bills,
Of an afterlife.
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CC  23/F/usa
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     Geanna and Fawn
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