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3d
In another world
I am still small.
My father,
still young,
speaks to his child
with tender words.

I wake -
sheets soaked with tears,
and realize:
my father is much older now,
but I
am still small.
selma
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selma  somewhere on earth
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       Emily Johnson, Stardust and zoe
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