Dear World, Nine months ago, I sent my little girl out into your greedy arms. She was young and had never been any place without the loving hands of either her father, myself, or her grandparents on her shoulder. She had never been in room where someone there didn’t love her whole heartedly. She had never been sent into a room to make friends, to compete for loyalties, to be noticed in a crowd of her peers. She was this […]
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