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My Clementine

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We sat on a hill in on New Years Eve.
Her head nested in my shoulder, the fireworks glistening in the night sky, everything was so great, so perfect. The night sky bursting with shades of pink red and orange, reflecting on her dark black hair. Her smile was so right and everlasting it almost brought me to tears. She was holding my hand – my thumb, more like it. Her hand was too small to cover the entire thing.

It felt like a miracle, to be honest. The little girl beaming up at me was my own, and I would always have her to take car of, to raise. I was doing it on my own, a dreaded fact, but it was an amazing job. Her mother had passed during child birth and I was on my own. I had many people to help me, but the death still hit me hard. Letty was my cousin and there wasn’t anyone else who could take care of her, and I had offered.

Clementine Fields, my little girl.
♠ ♠ ♠
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