Originally posted on lois e. linkens: i catch glimpses of you on the high street in the supermarket in the park. each day, i feel the touch of your pea-sized toes and the grip of your precious fingers, beckoning me in longing, in hope. to know that someday i will hold you and tell you…
Explanations of Why the World is the Way it is to a Young Child…
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