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I had seen her go to school on her first day running down the path to the bus stop “Wait for me, I'm going to school. wait for me”. School bag with some sandwiches and a drink and some soft shoes bumping on her back. I have seen Anne and watched her with delight and I watched her come home again. So, so full of the day and of teacher said. “And teacher said I do have a lot to say” I have seen her in the snow, laughing hard as she made a snow angel. Then running on the beach at high summer. And in autumn throwing up leaves and shrieking at a slimy bug on one leaf. I see my Anne in so many places. And the one time I saw my Anne lying on my lap bundled in the pink blanket they had bought from home, Her tiny wee perfect hands Her little face so still. Oh my love, oh my darling carried to term in me Carried for two weeks so I could bear her. Dead for two weeks, my precious Anne.
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