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W.C.N.S.F. (Wounded Child, No Surviving Family)
The sun and the moon and the stars
weep for you, dear tiny wee babe;
I see your wounds, little one,
I would tend them, and ease your pain,
but all I can do is to pray;
and to weep for you, little child;
although we’re miles apart,
I’ll hold you close in my heart.
Thursday 4th January 2024 12:40 pm
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