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Mar 2014
No telling a child of four.
How they'd been taken.
How they'd never come back.
No matter how long she waited.
Or how strong her will became.
They wouldn't drop in with the rain.
Couldn't reach that drain.
With arms deadened by spear.
To pull himself back into his daughter's...
Life of four fragile moments.
Written by
Leroy J Harris
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