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A baby was born, but has not felt her mother’s love. Her mother is sick-- a heroin addict. But the angels watch over her from heaven above, blessing each giver indeed that helps meet this baby’s needs. So that when she leaves this cold, sterile place, she feels the love and comfort of her grandparents’ embrace. Alesia Leach © 02/2015

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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