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She tries to cry, but no tears fall.
Tiny hands grip onto your clothes.
Hope fills you as you stand there together.
Wanting to make up the time you lost, you think of two places to go.
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She tries to cry, but no tears fall.
Tiny hands grip onto your clothes.
Hope fills you as you stand there together.
Wanting to make up the time you lost, you think of two places to go.