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To My Daughter's Lover
The poem you wrote to my daughter touched her heart.
You seemed to have learned that the way to her heart is
through words and human touch.
I watched her reading your words over and over again.
Later alone in her bedroom, I heard her
reciting your words softly and occasionally
humming as she’s prone to do when something is pleasing.
You seemed to have learned that the way to her heart is
through words and human touch.
I watched her reading your words over and over again.
Later alone in her bedroom, I heard her
reciting your words softly and occasionally
humming as she’s prone to do when something is pleasing.
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