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Mr. Wiggles

the milk cartons reminded her-
the child needed a sip of;
and changing more than
made up, for
returning Iktsuarpok to
my husband.

I kept him 9 months, be it hurt
or love, Iktsuarpok and reminder,
I used to be selfish, no time but
his cute face now.

grass and very serious hunt,
he crawls and I Iktsuarpok it;
love hurts so much but the
world
is my child.
Written by jessica_orr (Jessica Orr)
Published
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Written for 'One Untranslated Word' Contest
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