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My Heart Was Stolen
There is a little girl who stole my heart
and she calls me daddy
soon she will grow so tall
that she won't be able to fit anymore
in the suitcase that she used to hide
when we were playing hide and seek
but she will never grow big enough
to outgrow daddy's heart...
poem
by
Viorel Vintila
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