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Pretty girl

Pretty girl, her papa is sad and her mama angry. Her brother is gone. They were a family. Pretty girl, loves peanut butter, chopped almonds, and the bloody steaks. The homo-sapiens, they, with their tainted heart, could never mar her loyalty, nor unconditional love.

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

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