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Thursday, April 30, 2009

Rosemary

I caught you
In my arms
And held you close
Again.
It wasn't your fault.
It wasn't your fault.
I loved you the first time i saw your blonde curls in my dreams.
Now all i know is that my daughter is out there
Somewhere.
Rosemary.
My
Rosemary.
upon the hour and minute of 7:22 PM
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