' Heaven
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When i was little my aunt was like my seconc mother
She was very naturing and she was always there
Then when I was 12 she left me all alone
She is where her true home is
Thought: Letter To My Daughter
Do you trust me?
My child?
Do you believe me when I say I will always be there for you?
To hold every extended hand asking for a dance,
For guidance,
