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Apr 2014
Tiny hands never to be held.
Tiny feel never to run.
Tiny mouth never to laugh or sing.
Tiny heart that will never dream.
Never love and never break.
Tiny heart that will never beat.
AR
Written by
AR  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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