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Rivulets of tears coursed down her chubby cheeks
As she doubled up with laughter, one could hear her shrieks.
As her dad tossed her in the air once again
She tried to stop laughing, in vain.
Finally he set her gently down
Unshed tears in his eyes brown.
She crawled happily towards her mom
Her flippers flapping on the ground.
Too young to realise her own affliction
She couldn’t understand their desperation.
Phocomelia syndrome was the cause of their grief
Their little one would never get relief.
Beautiful poem.. very well written
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Thank you dear.
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I haven't got enough words in my vocabulary to justify the serenity of this !
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You are so kind. When you fall short of words, you end up saying so much. Thank you.🙏
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Silent tears here, dear.. 💕💕….
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💕💕
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How very sad, but yet so beautiful. The love shown was amazing, but parents’ love is supposed to be that way.
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Thank you.
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It really pains to hear these type of disorders.
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It is very painful.
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Congratulations Kristian and enjoyed your answers. Thank you so much for the nomination. I will try to answer your questions as soon as I can.
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Aww both touching and heartbreaking. ❤️
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Thanks Dee.
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