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Nov 2012
It looked as perfect as a watch,
but twice as lively.
Just as little
with little hands.

The way it smiled was gorgeous
and made me understand why my mother called me that.

Something to fight for
Something to live for
Something to die for.
Copyright, C. Heiser 2012
Carly Two
Written by
Carly Two
   Iris Madden and Carter Ginter
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