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Her Easter Dress The love and trust a reality, I will nevr forget more time with her is my only regret taken away at a tender age at first there was heartbreak then came the rage. I look back now to fond memories of what little time we had and still there are moments, that my heart is heavy and sad. The one picture I remember in these times I guess is that of my baby girl in her pink Easter dress. TEA BV 3-21-00 |
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