The Doll
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Última publicación mié, dic 27, 2017
I place the doll on the chair. Hoping that it would be over soon.
"Come play with me Farrah,"
"Don't you want to play with me?"
"Farrah," The doll dragged my name.
"I'll come and get you, one day, one day,"
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