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Dear Little One, It’s me your mother from the past I just wanted to say How time goes by so fast And I think of you every single day. I didn’t mean to hurt you I didn’t mean to hate I didn’t mean to sit here And try to change your fate. I was just scared Very much frightened No one wanted you to come Their fists all tightened. I wasn’t ready to be a mom Yet I wanted you badly I should’ve thought about that Before I got so friendly. I went to the doctor I saw it in her eye My heart began to sink All I could do was cry.
Approximate Word count = 388 Approximate Pages = 1.6 (250 words per page double spaced)
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