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Jan 2019
October 10, 1999
I lost a baby.
Mine.

A tragic noxious night.
It’s presence forever taunting.

For it is clear as is one sight.
A part of me died that night.

As my placenta fell to the floor, you were with me...
No more.
Panda~
A poem for Alexander Christopher
Panda
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Panda  37/F/NH
(37/F/NH)   
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