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My Little Girl
Christmas came, and Christmas left. She was tiny when I held her in that hospital room on Boxing Day. Thick dark hair. It gave me
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Christmas came, and Christmas left. She was tiny when I held her in that hospital room on Boxing Day. Thick dark hair. It gave me