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May 2019
Fifteen isn’t a lot
seems like forever ago
impossible odds
that miraculous first gaze
time flies but butterflies soar
My youngest is Fifteen. From .5% (that’s correct, one half of one percent)chance to even be here. To. thriving young lady. Time flies but she soars. For TS awareness and butterflies everywhere
ymmiJ
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ymmiJ  M/Anchorage
(M/Anchorage)   
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