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Lovingly, Melissa gazed down at her newborn daughter. She wondered, in amazement at the unmarked. Coffee colored skin. So tiny. So perfect. Gently, she carressed the tiny form. Miniature hands crumpled into tight fists. Tears choked her, but she still managed a brave smile as she handed her precious bundle to her new adoptive parents.
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