Loss of daughter

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    Loss of daughter

    Years ago my daughter died
    I didnt know where to turn that I cried and cried
    I had a dream of her back then when she became an angel
    And my friend.
    Whatever spirit she is now
    shes always there
    My daughter who was only 6 months old
    went to heaven while she felt cold
    why her i ask myself
    i cry and cry to comfort again

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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