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Daughter
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Her indian dances
breeze through my nights
her fairy kisses
still linger
in pink tulle
and whipped cream
her siren songs echo the ocean
in the morning mist
her farewell is absent
but still she haunts
my heart of tears
breeze through my nights
her fairy kisses
still linger
in pink tulle
and whipped cream
her siren songs echo the ocean
in the morning mist
her farewell is absent
but still she haunts
my heart of tears
A father is haunted by his dead child...
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Beautiful and sad, nicely written 