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Annie

Dear ‘Prudence’ would have been my fate after the song if he had his way luckily that night in June not a moment too late nineteen eighty-six my mother crowned me Kate although… thirty-seven years since my name, as he knows just some blue eyed stranger. ‘Annie’ is the girl dad made watched her grow not me just another moniker for him alone only now did I discover was after his bloody beloved childhood cat. Figures…

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