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MY DEAREST CHILD



My dearest child. There is none in this world whom I love as much as you. For you are not of this world. My precious gift. . . .

I treasure you in my heart. Your joys were mine while we lived through it. Now your sorrows are mine too…. only mine.

I find strength in you….your love unconditional…..your affection eternal.

When you look up at my face and smile your toothless smile, I see in you another face……the face of the one, who gifted me you.

My dearest child... my love….

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