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Alone in the dark . . . “I’m here my child . . .”
Alone in the dark? A little girl sits up in her bed, in the dark . . . in the darkest of the dark of the night . . . feeling afraid, feeling alone, feeling hopeless and wondering if she’ll make it till morning . . . thinking, wondering, crying out in the depth of her heart and mind . . . “Will the morning ever come? It’s so dark. It’s so long. It already feels like … Read entire article »
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