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By angieubaldo Date: 2004 May 11 Comment on this Work [[2004.05.11.09.40.21593]] |
| You would be almost four this year. I cannot help but wonder, wonder how my life would be different. I cannot help but see your face, your smile, in every child I see. And every time I cry I think of you, I blame myself. I cannot help but wonder, why life took you away. And I miss you. How can you possibly miss something, that never came into existence. How can you miss holding someone, you never got to touch. I guess only God knows. |