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Wake up, she’s dead.
You must go on living.
Your spark must continue
although hers is gone forever.
You loved her, needed her, hurt for her...
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Chapter One
Anne found it amazing how, after a full day of wishing, waiting and begging for a moment to herself, as the lights went out to her daught..
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“I want to play with my Pretty Pony Paradise Estate!” I try not to stamp my foot. Dad doesn’t like it when I stamp my feet.
&ldquo..
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Wake up, she’s dead.
You must go on living.
Your spark must continue
although hers is gone forever.
You loved her, needed her, hurt for her...
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Every passion pales
At the touch of your lips.
Your eyes envelope my soul
And I see.
As the wind feels the trees,
You feel me.
You know me &ndas..
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