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My finger slipped...I saw the red start to seep into her favorite woven sweater...I held her hand...until it went limp; then, I whispered in her deaf ear as tears ran down my face, "Goodbye, Mommy." 1234 copyright protection663ＰＥＮＡＮＡU9Qof84Ia9 尼
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