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The Girl I Never Met - A Post-Abortive Father's Tale

Ignitum Today has one man's heartbreaking story:

I’m in love with a girl I’ve never met. I’ve never held her hand, or stroked her hair, or sang songs to her. But I love her all the same. Whether she’s tall or short, I don’t know. The shape of her face exists only in my imagination. The lilt in her voice and the joy in her laugh – sounds that would rival the chorus of angels, I’m sure. Sparkling eyes of brown, perhaps hazel. All that is lost to me. All I possess are the unreal memories of what could have been.
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