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kiss from angels on high
A pink blotch on her forehead
It was left by angels dear
Kisses from her benefactors
Insuring she’d arrive safely hear
Is that a birthmark? Many said
Kiss from angels on high, said Fred
He was her older brother
Shared a dad, but not a mother
Still. he knew his sister immediately
He was her caretaker and protector with expediency
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Caren Krutsinger
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