I just want to wrap my arms around her little head. To feel her warmth and smile, never again.
I look out but it feel like the world is away from my eyes and the ID “self” is deeper inside still. Who am I. I miss her already.
I just want to wrap my arms around her little head. To feel her warmth and smile, never again.
I look out but it feel like the world is away from my eyes and the ID “self” is deeper inside still. Who am I. I miss her already.
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