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... . She hurriedly wiped the tears from its surface and whispered, "Mother, good night."
Lilith hugged the photograph tightly against her chest, closed her eyes, and drifted asleep. In the photo, a young girl smiled radiantly, clinging to a woman whose face and hair were nearly identical. They were mother and daughter. Yet, for some unknown reason, the mother had died, and Lilith had never received the affection of a father.
All the little girl wanted was to be loved and acknowledge ...
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