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Feeling loved

The girl was happy to get attention  

Any attention 

Uncle Jim was kind to her 

He brought sweets and ribbons for her hair. 

She sat on his knee 

And felt safe and content. 

He liked her 

He bathed her 

Wrapped her up in a big warm towel. 

He stroked her gently 

Between her legs 

Under the towel.

She liked it 

It was a pleasant feeling 

She got from no one else.

He kissed her cheek 

And hugged her 

No one else did. 

She was six years old 

And he made her feel loved. 

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