The Fifth Daughter
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My hands,
Small and delicate, precise and gentle.
My ears,
Tuned and peaked from years of practice.
My voice,
Numb and barely existent, but a symphony to all when used.
Me.
Ophelia. The youngest of five and the light of my daddy's eyes.
"Ophelia."
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