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Dec 2012
The world starts to make sense
with her hand in yours
you love her
but you are not her mother
and with her tiny steps
you create a woman
both in yourself
and soon in her
She is your entire reality
in this moment
for this is life
one heartbeat at a time
Millie Harvey
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Millie Harvey  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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