memories, flashes, pictures instilled, engraved into my soul, recent ones, less than a day, mesmorized, by a girl less than five months old, when I was the first she saw, that morning, her sleepy, blue eyes mixed with pink gums smiling, blond peach-fuzz on the top of her head, and she had no idea of... Sign in to see full entry.
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