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❝She was a blessing.❞

Her mother lay curled up against the wall,
Tears stinging her cheeks.
She hadn❜t seen her beloved daughter at all,
Over the last two weeks.

She reminisced to the time when she was born,
After the doctors thought she❜d lose both her children.
Losing one left her forlorn,
But losing the other left her broken.

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