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“Looking once more into her child's fresh eyes, the mother's lips moved ever so gingerly. The words forgive me slipped off her tongue, soft and delicate as a whisper, carried away into the stillness of a night she would never see again.” — Marian L. Thomas
Looking once more into her child's fresh eyes, the mother's lips moved ever so gingerly.
The words forgive me slipped off her tongue, soft and delicate as a whisper, carried away into the stillness of a night she would never see again.