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Huge brown eyes, a shock of curly blonde hair, that's Maisie.
'I'm nearly four' she said to me yesterday, as her sweet innocence melted my heart.
The wretch that is her biological father will be out of prison soon. That's when all hell will break loose. The endless drug and drink-fuelled arguments between her father and mother. The threats, the violence. Her mother fleeing to a neighbour's for safety.
Maisie's eyes have seen things that no child should ever see.
There's a 'Maisie' living near you, there are tens of thousands of 'Maisies'' across the country.
Damaged, beyond repair.

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