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Feb 2013
I can’t remember exactly when I met her

But I do remember how she had to tell me about her

Gentle daughter at home somehow warning me,

Her smile could only be partial



He was an abomination that made me wonder how there

Could have ever been a she and he to bring about this young life

He believed in everything that never should even be considered

I could not push my fist into his face hard enough
Clyde Yulassetar Wiggin
Written by
Clyde Yulassetar Wiggin  Memphis, TN
(Memphis, TN)   
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